You know what today is? This is what we did today to celebrate. . . . Emma and I conspired and decided to pretend to be leprechauns and make some green eggs for breakfast! YUMMY Conner wasn't too sure about the green eggs at first. Callie begged to have rice krispies instead. so I had to pinch her for being so unIrish! Then Daddy came home and had some yummy green eggs and green milk! We also checked out this site and got a little St. Patrick's Day History. http://bigidea.com/tv/video_index.aspx?video_id=7
I feel like I have to hurry and cram as many outdoor things into our schedule as possible. I just want to soak up all this beautiful weather to try to make it last longer. The heat is coming. I can feel it already. In fact, after going to the zoo on Friday and doing a carwash on Saturday, I have a sunburn! Here are some funny pictures from the zoo. We were feeding the Lorries when this happened. . . . . . .
by Ruth Hulburt Hamilton. Written in 1958 and first published in the Ladies Home Journal
Mother, O Mother, come shake out your cloth, Empty the dustpan, poison the moth, Hang out the washing, make up the bed, Sew on a button and butter the bread.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking? She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I've grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue, Lullabye, rockabye, lullabye loo. Dishes are waiting and bills are past due Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo
The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew And out in the yard there's a hullabaloo But I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo Look! Aren't his eyes the most wonderful hue? Lullabye, rockaby lullabye loo.
The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow But children grow up as I've learned to my sorrow. So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep! I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.