Cooperation
I do some.
You do some.
We all have fun.
The job gets done.
Emma’s Dilemma
My 7 y.o. son stumbled on the word “dilemma” in a book yesterday, and was tickled when I told him the definition. ”Does Emma have a dilemma?” he asked gleefully — referring to a class friend. And so, this L’Emma-rick was born:
A certain young lady named Emma
Was faced with an awful dilemma
Should she buy de lime,
Or de lemon this time?
Said de iceman, “Have both for a tenna.”
Was faced with an awful dilemma
Should she buy de lime,
Or de lemon this time?
Said de iceman, “Have both for a tenna.”
Kids are wonderful at word-play, because the language we take for granted is uncharted territory for them. For us, it’s a set of utilitarian syllables — For them, it’s a playground.
Yumptious
(Serious silliness inspired by our three year old neighbour, who greeted every meal with an enthusiastic, “Yummy, scrummy!”)
Yumptious, Scrumptious
In my lunch-ous
A harrumptious
Treat from mum-chus
Hmmm . . . my tumcious
Sure feels grumptious
I’ll sit on my bumptious rumptious
And have me a crunch’n’munch-us
Song for my Son
Who is my baby?
Who is my don’t-mean-maybe?
Who is my snicker–snack?
Who is my tickle attack?
Who is my miles of smiles?
Who is my hide-and-I’ll-seek?
Who is my nugget of joy?
Who is my darling boy?
You are my baby.
You are my don’t-mean-maybe.
You are my snicker–snack.
You are my tickle attack.
You are my miles of smiles.
You are my hide-and-I’ll-seek.
You are my nugget of joy.
You are my darling boy.
Lace your shoes up, baby.
Let’s see what adventures there may be.
We’ll pack a snicker snack.
Beware those tickle attacks.
We’ll walk for miles of smiles.
We have hidden treasure to seek.
We’ll dig up that nugget of joy.
And take it home for my darling boy.
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