Sleepyhead and Early Bird

"Wake up, Sleepyhead," said Early Bird.
"No more sleep!"

"Sleep is good," said Sleepyhead.




"We can have dog dinner," said Early Bird.

 "Dinner is good," said Sleepyhead.





"We can go outside," said Early Bird.

"Outside is good," said Sleepyhead.




"We can get the paper
and He will give us treats," said Early Bird.

 "Treats are good," said Sleepyhead.




"She will give us peanut-butter bones," said Early Bird.

"Bones are good," said Sleepyhead.




"We can take a nice walk," said Early Bird.

"A walk is always good, : said Sleepyhead.



"She will brush us and pet us,
and we can have a nap," said Early Bird.

"A nap is good," said Sleepyhead.



"Soon it will be time for bed," said Early Bird.

"Sleep is good," said Sleepyhead. 
"Good night."

A Recipe for Flowerpot Tomato Sauce

When your flowerpot garden grows enough tomatoes

wait until they are ripe, then pick them carefully.

                                                     

           

Chop garlic, onions, and peppers (red, green, or yellow).

Heat a little olive oil in a pan.

Cook the veggies for a few minutes.

Chop the tomatoes and add them to the pot.

Toss in a little salt and pepper, and some herbs from Grandmom's garden.

Cook and stir this mixture.  It is starting to smell delicious!

Cover and simmer for 30 minutes. How many minutes are left?

                              

It is OK to let someone taste the sauce.  Grandpa said it was yummy!

Six plum tomatoes made one cup of sauce.

I froze the sauce in two zipper baggies.

Your sauce is waiting for you in the freezer.  What shall we make with it? Spaghetti with meat sauce? Italian chicken nuggets? A Will-sized pizza? YUM.

Spring Surprises

Now it is Spring.
The weather is warm. 
There has been some rain.
Did you see the full moon?

Flowers are blooming.

begonia

spiderwort

There were some surprises in the garden this morning:

We planted the top of a pineapple after we ate the sweet fruit. Now a tiny new fruit is growing.

Our lemon tree has started to bloom. The flowers smell so good! Now the blooms are falling off, and tiny lemons are starting to grow.

With warm days and cool nights, baby tomatoes grow after yellow flowers are pollinated by bees.

It's not only plants that are glad it is Spring.  Red-winged Blackbirds are back, nesting in the catttails. Grackles are busy; the males are showing off their beautiful tails. And a Downy Woodpecker is pecking at the hole in the tree near the patio.

Here is part of a poem about sparrows that used to make Mama and Uncle Jeff laugh when they were kids:

 

I

On a little piece of wood, Mr. Spikky Sparrow stood; Mrs. Sparrow sate close by, A-making of an insect pie, For her little children five, In the nest and all alive, Singing with a cheerful smile To amuse them all the while,     Twikky wikky wikky wee,     Wikky bikky twikky tee,         Spikky bikky bee!

A Link for Some Fun and Games

Sometimes it's fun to find games for kids online.  Here is a link you might like to explore:

http://pbskids.org/

You can go back to this link whenever you want. There are 
many activities to try. Tell me
what you like!
  

Some Thoughts about Shadows

A shadow is the image cast on some surface by a person or thing blocking the light
                                - the dictionary








Whose shadow is this?






 



Whose shadows are these?








 With a bright light behind you, you can make a shadow show on a wall.

You can make a rabbit,

Or a swan,












Or a funny man.














Try it! Can you make a flying bird?
Or a snake?

Make up a story with your shadow characters.

Here is a poem about shadows by Robert Louis Stevenson:

                               My Shadow

I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.
He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;
And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.

The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow—

Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;

For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball,

And he sometimes gets so little that there's none of him at all.

He hasn't got a notion of how children ought to play,

And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.

He stays so close beside me, he's a coward you can see;

I'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!

One morning, very early, before the sun was up,

I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;

But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,

Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.

Five Trusty Trucks

5  trusty trucks,
rolling through the door.
One turned left,
and then there were _____.

4 trusty trucks,
racing 'round a tree.
One had a spill,
and then there were _____.

3 trusty trucks,
visiting the zoo.
One met the lion,
and then there were _____.

2 trusty trucks,
having sandy fun.
One got stuck,
and then there was _____.

1 trusty truck,
when its day was done,
went home to bed,
and then there were _____.

(Until tomorrow!)

(No trucks were harmed
while making this story).

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The Little Turtle

There was a little turtle, and he lived in a box,

 









He swam in a puddle,

 And he climbed on the rocks.

He snapped at a mosquito,
He snapped at a flea,
He snapped at a minnow,
And he snapped at ME.

He  CAUGHT the mosquito,

He CAUGHT the flea,

He CAUGHT the minnow,

But he DIDN'T - CATCH - ME! 


This poem is from a book of poetry at Great-Grandmom's house.

The Grandbloggers

Hi, there! 

We are making this blog 
so we can send you  messages, stories, songs, and maybe even games from far away.  

You can visit this blog anytime you like.