Poems and Tea

wp-1491541501647.jpg1. We had our first Poetry Teatime! It was just as delightful as Julie said it would be.

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2. My little bakers made these chocolate chip cookies. They were delicious, but then again, I have never met a homemade chocolate chip cookie that wasn’t good.

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3. Allie asked me what we could do to make the table beautiful. When I said that I wasn’t sure, her eyes lit up and she assured me that she had an idea. She made these paper flowers while the cookies were in the oven. I can’t even tell you how happy I am that she delights in such little things.

4. We read from A.A. Milne’s Now We are Six. One poem that we read, entitled “Binker” is about an imaginary friend. I didn’t think that my children quite understood it at the time but suddenly there have been several invisible playmates in our house this week.

5. Another poem that we read I selected because it reminds me of our 4 year old. It sums him up pretty well.

 

Busy

I think I am a Muffin Man. I haven’t got a bell,
I haven’t got the muffin things that muffin people sell.

Perhaps I am a Postman. No, I think I am a Tram.
I’m feeling rather funny and I don’t know what I am —

BUT

Round about
And round about
And round about I go —
All round the table,
The table in the nursery —

Round about
And round about
And round about I go

I think I am a Traveller escaping from a Bear;

I think I am an Elephant,
Behind another Elephant,
Behind another Elephant who isn’t really there. . . .

SO

Round about
And round about
And round about and round about
And round about
And round about

I go.

I think I am a Ticket Man who’s selling tickets-please,

I think I am a Doctor who is visiting a Sneeze;

Perhaps I’m just a Nanny who is walking with a pram

I’m feeling rather funny and I don’t know what I am —

BUT

Round about
And round about
And round about I go —
All round the table,
The table in the nursery —
And round about
And round about I go.

I think I am a Puppy, so I’m hanging out my tongue;

I think I am a Camel who
Is looking for a Camel who
Is looking for a Camel who is looking for its Young. . . .

SO

Round about
And round about
And round about and round about
And round about
And round about

I go.

6. Funny enough, my child thought it was silly that the boy in the poem did not know what he was.  (My son is usually a lion. Unless he is a cheetah. Or a firefighter or a football player or…)

7.  I am linking up today with the Poetry Friday Round Up and Seven Quick Takes. Head over to check out more!

Updated 4/8 to Add: I can’t seem to add my post to the blog link-ups! I will try to get it working soon but head over there to check out other people’s posts anyway! :)

Updated 4/9 to Add: I got the link up fixed!