Archive for the 'Preschool Poetry' Category

New Ritual

Sunday, December 21st, 2008

As I’ve been settling in to the new routines involved with having a new child and a new, more demanding job, I haven’t had much time to post here of late.  But that doesn’t mean that we haven’t still been having lots of fun here, amidst the busy schedules…

For example, one of the highlights of my weekdays is picking the girls up from daycare.

And one new ritual that has evolved, as we do this, is that every day, just before going outside, we end up with Sarah’s car seat at the bottom of a certain flight of stairs near the door.  Emma, meanwhile, repeatedly jumps from two steps up down to the landing where the car seat is.

Both girls take incredible delight in this routine.  Somehow, seeing one’s big sister jump excitedly down steps is enormously entertaining for a seven-month-old, who laughs, waves her arms, smiles, and squeals in delight.

And for a three-year-old, apparently, having an excited, wee audience for stair-jumping antics is a fun that’s hard to beat anywhere.

So we do this every day, just before putting on Emma’s coat.

It sounds simple, and small, and it doesn’t last very long. 

But it’s a very sweet part of my day.

Santa Clause is Coming – New Lyrics

Sunday, December 21st, 2008

Emma has been learning many many Christmas songs at preschool. Here is one of my favorites – her version of Santa Clause is Coming to Town:

You better not shout, better now cry, better not hit, I’m tell-win you why. Santa Clause is coming to town.

He knows you when you’re sleeping.
He sees you waking up.
He knows if you’ve been bad or not
so hmm hmm hmmm goodness sake.

You better not shout, better not cry, better not push, better not hit.

Santa clause is coming to town!

Overheard in the car

Thursday, July 10th, 2008

It’s been so fun to watch Emma’s language skills and capacity for imaginative play just continue to blossom and grow in wonderful ways.

She’s old enough now to pretend that two or more imagined characters are talking with one another (and to voice them all), and I always enjoy hearing what people talk to one another about in her world.

The other day as she and I were driving, just the two of us, in the car, I overheard this amusing dialogue from the back seat:

Speaker 1:  “Why?”

Speaker 2:  “Because.”

Speaker 1:  “Why?!”

Speaker 2:  “Because!”

Speaker 1:  “WHY?!!!!”

Speaker 2:  “BECAUSE!!!!”

Speaker 1:  “WHY?????!!!!!!!”

Speaker 2:  “Because you HAVE TO!”

Speaker 1:  “Oh.”

(I smiled, and had to tell Daddy about that one later).