"Nursery Rhymes from a child"
Nursery Rhymes from a child Published: 9.4.10 CLT
By Allan Olson
I’ll be the first to admit I’m lousy at remembering nursery rhymes, a person would think that with four kids I should have them down pat. Well, I don’t if it’s not one of the few basics Mary Had a Little Lamb, Twinkle Twinkle, or Itsy Bitsy Spider I’m not likely to know most of it. I will recognize it but that’s about it.
I remember my grandma was able to spout off nursery rhymes like an old church hymn, I could’ve sworn she knew them all and more.
So we took a brief trip to Itasca State Park recently to pick up my oldest son who was staying at the park with his cousins and aunt and uncle and as I was riding shotgun I started listening to my kids in the backseat rolling in laughter.
Marcus who just turned four was reading to his sister’s “Mary had a Little Lamb” from a book that just happened to be left in the van. He got his sister’s on a laughing fringe by his speed reading through the verses. I couldn’t tell if he was actually saying the correct verse on the right page since he was flipping so fast.
He of course thought he was a riot himself because after he said “the end” he would break out in laughter himself. His twin Abigail said “do it again, do it again.” So he sped through verses again.
Then he changed the verses to suit his silly fit.
“Mary had a little cow, little cow,” he said.
The gale’s of laughter started all over.
“Do it again,” Abigail said.
“Mary had a little dog, little dog,” he continued.
Yup, that was funny too. Even I got to admit I was laughing at him by this time.
His sister’s each had a different book in their hands as well. I have no idea how they got them in their hands but they did.
So they started in with him saying the same verses from their different books.
This continued on for several miles until they found something else to laugh about.
The experts say that laughter is the best medicine.
So if it’s a bad day and you want to crawl under a rock, perhaps hanging out with some kids might be the answer. It seems that no matter what mood I’m in it’s difficult for them not to bust a smile out of me. Sometimes all it takes is a simple “I love you daddy,” from the mouth of my little ones to make any day that much better. Of course there’s always their standard “you’re my best friend,” to make me laugh, but that stories for another time.
As always, we appreciate your comments, suggestions and feedback so drop us a line at cltimes1@arvig.net and I hope you have a great week.
Thanks for reading.
By Allan Olson
I’ll be the first to admit I’m lousy at remembering nursery rhymes, a person would think that with four kids I should have them down pat. Well, I don’t if it’s not one of the few basics Mary Had a Little Lamb, Twinkle Twinkle, or Itsy Bitsy Spider I’m not likely to know most of it. I will recognize it but that’s about it.
I remember my grandma was able to spout off nursery rhymes like an old church hymn, I could’ve sworn she knew them all and more.
So we took a brief trip to Itasca State Park recently to pick up my oldest son who was staying at the park with his cousins and aunt and uncle and as I was riding shotgun I started listening to my kids in the backseat rolling in laughter.
Marcus who just turned four was reading to his sister’s “Mary had a Little Lamb” from a book that just happened to be left in the van. He got his sister’s on a laughing fringe by his speed reading through the verses. I couldn’t tell if he was actually saying the correct verse on the right page since he was flipping so fast.
He of course thought he was a riot himself because after he said “the end” he would break out in laughter himself. His twin Abigail said “do it again, do it again.” So he sped through verses again.
Then he changed the verses to suit his silly fit.
“Mary had a little cow, little cow,” he said.
The gale’s of laughter started all over.
“Do it again,” Abigail said.
“Mary had a little dog, little dog,” he continued.
Yup, that was funny too. Even I got to admit I was laughing at him by this time.
His sister’s each had a different book in their hands as well. I have no idea how they got them in their hands but they did.
So they started in with him saying the same verses from their different books.
This continued on for several miles until they found something else to laugh about.
The experts say that laughter is the best medicine.
So if it’s a bad day and you want to crawl under a rock, perhaps hanging out with some kids might be the answer. It seems that no matter what mood I’m in it’s difficult for them not to bust a smile out of me. Sometimes all it takes is a simple “I love you daddy,” from the mouth of my little ones to make any day that much better. Of course there’s always their standard “you’re my best friend,” to make me laugh, but that stories for another time.
As always, we appreciate your comments, suggestions and feedback so drop us a line at cltimes1@arvig.net and I hope you have a great week.
Thanks for reading.
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