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):
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.