Yesterday, August 6, 2007, my son, Steven, at 5.5 years, WROTE A POEM. Here goes:
With every click and every clack,
Every train goes down the track.
Is it white or is it black?
Down the track,
There and back.
Cool, huh? He starts Kindergarten at the end of this month. I added the punctuation, but the words are his.
My new Jordana Paige Knitter’s Satchel arrived today! My daughter has claimed the old one that no longer closes, but she has decided that closing it with a rubber band is doable for her. It’s a bit small for my current project, but as soon as I’m done with the baby blanket and am back to more sensible hats, I will once again be at home with my purple bag. Yay!!
Short post tonight; thanks for letting me share!