Lisa's Blog: Afternoon Delight!

Friday, April 13, 2007

Afternoon Delight!



I picked up Sage today from Kindergarten (at 11:30 a.m.) and she asked if we could go to lunch together. I have to admit that I'm sick of fast food so I suggested we eat at home. She was less than excited but then I said, "Let's have a tea party!" What an amazing time we had! I took a lunch upstairs to where Sage has a small table and chairs set up with tea plates, cups and a pitcher. We ate sandwiches, munched on apples with peanut butter and savored chocolate covered pretzels with sprinkles. We listened to one of my favorite cds, Back to Pooh Corner by Kenny Loggins, and read the book "The Little Big Book for Moms." (This is a wonderful book--filled with poems, recipes, nursery rhymes, finger games, fairy tales, etc.) We sang Old MacDonald, played "Where is Thumbkin," recited tons of nursery rhymes, and just enjoyed being together. I had deadlines calling, but Sage got out the blocks and we built towers and spelled notes to each other. What a memorable afternoon that we will remember forever.

How funny is this--Sage is now watching Sesame Street in my scrapbook room as I type this. She'd never heard of Sesame Street before and has no idea who Ernie, Oscar or any of the characters even are. Wow--I guess she's lived a sheltered life!

Just wanted to pass on a fun thing that I've been doing with my girls. A few months ago I started thinking about all the wasted time we have in the car or in doctors offices, etc. We've started memorizing poems, scriptures, songs and quotes during this down time. It's been so much fun. Just wanted to share with you the poem we're memorizing now (my all time favorite):

Sick
by Shel Silverstein

"I cannot go to school today,"
Said little Peggy Ann McKay.
"I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash and purple bumps.
My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,
I'm going blind in my right eye.
My tonsils are as big as rocks,
I've counted sixteen chicken pox
And there's one more--that's seventeen,
And don't you think my face looks green?
My leg is cut, my eyes are blue--
It might be instamatic flu.
I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,
I'm sure that my left leg is broke--
My hip hurts when I move my chin,
My belly button's caving in,
By back is wrenched, my ankle's sprained,
My 'pendix pains each time it rains.
My nose is cold, my toes are numb,
I have a sliver in my thumb.
My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
I hardly whisper when I speak.
My toungue is filling up my mouth,
I think my hair is falling out.
My elbow's bent, my spine ain't straight,
My temperature is one-o-eight.
My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,
There is a hole inside my ear.
I have a hangnail, and my heart is --what?
You say today is . . . Saturday?
G'bye, I'm going out to play!"

I'm off for a girls night out with Brecken and Sage (Steve's in Wyoming for the night).

Hope you have a great weekend.

Lisa

23 Comments:

Anonymous said...

Hi Lisa!!

Awesome! How fun!! Definately need to take the time for a tea party!!

Memorizing all of those things is so neat - that is the stuff your girls will remember forever!!

How fun!! We are off to my son's very first Pinewood Derby weigh in!! Can't wait until tomorrow! He is so excited!!
Have a great weekend!!

Cindy

2:12 PM  
Annie Bidia said...

Now that I know someone else likes that Kenny Loggins CD I don't feel like so much of a nerd. Sometimes I have to talk my kids into listening to it! Thanks for the fun ideas!

2:15 PM  
lea marshall said...

here is another great poem that my kids and i have memorized... (of course they like to quote it back to me when i say that there room isn't quite clean enough, so be careful!)

Almost Perfect

By Shel Silverstein


"Almost perfect… but not quite.”
Those were the words of Mary Hume
At her seventh birthday party,
Looking ’round the ribboned room.
“This tablecloth is pink not white–
Almost perfect… but not quite.”


“Almost perfect… but not quite.”
Those were the words of grown-up Mary
Talking about her handsome beau,
The one she wasn’t gonna marry.
“Squeezes me a bit too tight–
Almost perfect… but not quite.”

“Almost perfect… but not quite.”
Those were the words of ol’ Miss Hume
Teaching in the seventh grade,
Grading papers in the gloom
Late at night up in her room.
“They never cross their t’s just right–
Almost perfect… but not quite.”

Ninety-eight the day she died
Complainin’ ’bout the spotless floor.
People shook their heads and sighed,
“Guess that she’ll like heaven more.”
Up went her soul on feathered wings,
Out the door, up out of sight.
Another voice from heaven came–
“Almost perfect… but not quite.”

2:34 PM  
Anonymous said...

Lisa.....Love the poem, it is SO appropriate for the mornings before school at my home. I love your blog! You make me laugh and make me think just how precious life is. Thanks!

Maryellen

3:07 PM  
Maryellen said...

Lisa.....Love the poem, it is SO appropriate for the mornings before school at my home. I love your blog! You make me laugh and make me think just how precious life is. Thanks!

Maryellen

3:08 PM  
Shelly in the NW said...

How fun for you and Sage.

What a great memory...maybe next time your boys can join you (wearing hats and gloves of course). :)

3:43 PM  
Heather S. said...

Lisa,

I also love that poem you all are memorizing. Just perfect for a scrapbook page about being sick. You just gave me inspiration for chicken pox pictures I have sitting on my desk. Shel Silverstein is awesome!

4:58 PM  
Anonymous said...

Lisa,
Thanks for the reminder of the little things that aren't so littel after all. One of my favorite memories if of my mother and me reading the book "Where the Sidewalk Ends" and laughing until tears ran out of our eyes. The one about the toilet plunger gets me still. The poems stuck with me and I share them with my students, my daughter, my nieces and nephews--anyone who sits still long enough. It matters.
Anne-Liesse

5:47 PM  
sheetal patel said...

i still remember all the words to that poem! LOVE it!

6:04 PM  
americanmom said...

Hi Lisa - Your special day with your daughter sounds so lovely. It is hard when deadlines are looming but times like that are irreplacable. I admire you for making it happen. I made a list of my favorite scrap celebs and you're on it (for reasons like the above!). I would be honored if you wold check it out:
http://scrapbookobsession.wordpress.com
Love your blog - thanks!

6:24 PM  
Anonymous said...

I love doing things like that with my daughter Rebecca, she too is in Kindergarten and gets out at 1130am..Our favorite thing is to have slumber parties, just the two of us! We play games, do our makeup with her kid make-up kit, take pictures and IF we are not too TIRED...then we scrap them..

-Lisa T.

7:05 PM  
HappyGoMommy said...

Hey Lisa....that is by far my *most* favorite Shel Silverstein poem of all! I have fond memories of my mom reading it to me when we were young kids, and now I can share it with my own kids. Love it! :)

7:35 PM  
Anonymous said...

Lisa...I am so "with you" on the impromtu moments with our children. I wasn't always so quick to drop what I was doing if they wanted/needed me...but am realizing the importance now. And it's made such a difference in our relationships. My children are 14 and 15 (boy and girl). Not always an easy age. And knowing that they will be heading out on their own in just a few short years helps me to realize that there is NOTHING more important than the quality time I spend with them. I recall when you played "100 Years" by Five for Fighting at CKC in Kansas City last year...it's so true. There is so little time really...and to make each moment count. That's what it's all about. Those memories...not the clean house. Or the work deadlines (which always takes care of itself somehow). It's about our loved ones. Thanks for the reminder!
Lisa

8:16 PM  
Emily Kate said...

I LOVE that your memorizing things with your kiddos. I'm a 2nd grade teacher and I do this with my students. The poem is up on the wall so they can read it if they want but they always memorize it quickly and then we say it all the time as we're lining up for things or moving from one place to another. I love it!

The tea party is adorable. You sound like a super mom. :)

9:13 PM  
Paul-ene said...

That's just so cute....a tea party...your the best MOM!

2:15 AM  
Anonymous said...

Lisa, once again, you have given me some wonderful ideas to do with my own two girls. You are so amazing! I know what you mean about deadlines calling (along with laundry, housecleaning, and a hundred other things moms have to do in a day), but I applaud you for taking the time to spend quality time with your daughter - it's a day she will never forget!!

4:41 AM  
Anonymous said...

My daughter chose that poem to use for her district speech meet. She had to try hard not to giggle her way through it. She won a superior blue ribbon!!

8:53 PM  
Julie from LeRoy, NY said...

Lisa-

You continue to inspire me! What a wonderful idea...a tea party--and a reminder that we all need to put aside those deadlines and housework to spend quality time with our children. I also love the idea of memorizing fun poems and scriptures in the car.

Thanks for sharing tidbits of your life with us. Your blog is fun to read!

8:40 AM  
Sandra said...

Tea parties with my girls are my all time favorite thing to do!

8:45 AM  
Colleen said...

Hi Lisa!

Your kids are so lucky to have such a great mom. You're a real inspiration! Pooh Corner is one of my favorite cds, as well! It reminds you to enjoy the sweet times with your children!
Sage is just precious, too. Hope you all had a fun girls night out.

God Bless,
Colleen

9:09 AM  
Wendy said...

Love the poem, are you sure MY daughter didn't write that one? LOL
Thanks for sharing

10:47 AM  
Leigh said...

Hi Lisa. I don't know if you will come back and read any more comments here, but I figured it was worth a shot. I was reading your blog about your tea party with Sage and how you could have been working instead. Times like those always remind me of a song by Brad Paisley called Time Well Wasted. I'm about to me a new mom for the first time and just thinking about "wasting time" with my son makes me tear up - the chorus goes:

It was time well wasted
And there's no way I trade a few more things that I could've crossed off my list
For a day I'll never forget
No, I didn't get a thing done
But I sure soaked up every minute of the memory we were makin'
And I count it all as time well wasted

7:24 PM  
Christina said...

Love the tea party idea, will have to adapt it a little to use it with my boys. (mommy to three boys).
How interesting that you are learning this poem. I memorized it years ago when I was in school. It was and still is one of my favorites. My boys love this book! and I enjoy reading it to them.

Christina

10:18 PM  

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