Christmas Pies and Robot Sheep

We went to the dentist this morning. Alexander took along his suitcase. In it was the singing blackbird and some Tree Fu Tom stickers. He informed the receptionist he was going to give the dentist a sticker for being great and Blackbird needed his mouth checked too (but his mouth doesn't open). Then he asked her how she got out from behind the counter and if she slept there. She had to come out through the back room to show him, which he thought was hilarious.
Then he gave the dentist a sticker which I think she rather liked, and she checked Blackbird. All good with our teeth too.

Then we went to two supermarkets where he demanded free stuff from the staff (and got it). Then we came home for lunch and then were going to make mince pies. But instead he insisted we made robot sheep so he could train them with his whistle. This is the best I could manage (although they clearly are robots). Then we made Christmas pies too. Very nice they are.

I think the robot-ness of the sheep isn't up to standard. He wants to know where to put the batteries. Help!