Once there was a rolly pollie. He lived in a hole right in someone's garden. When they were sleeping he got some food from their house. He took it back to his family. They had nice dinners every night. Then he saw a beautiful flower. He wished he was a human so he could pick it and put it in a vase. Then a beautiful princess came who was nice to all the creatures. She took petals off the flower and made dresses with them for all of the girl rolly pollies and shirts and pants for the boys. Then they went home and ate their food. Then they had a rolly pollie ball where everybody danced. The rolly pollie's name was Rolly Pollie Macarolly.
The End
Stories and musings of one Mama sojourning into tenderness, grace, and finding the true meaning of servant leadership. Isaiah 42:11 "He tends his flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart; he gently leads those that have young."
Monday, January 28, 2013
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
12 Days of Christmas -From Our Five Yr Old
Wise One has composed her very own rendition of The Twelve Days of Christmas, shared below.
On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me, a puppy barking!
On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me two Dirty diapers (Note from author as I read this back to her: “Haaha, two dirty diapers, I like that one a lot!”) and a puppy barking!
On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me three snowflakes, two dirty diapers, and a puppy barking!
On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me four pink combs, three snowflakes, two dirty diapers, and a puppy barking!
On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me five Christmas trees! Four pink combs, three snowflakes, two dirty diapers, and a puppy barking!
On the sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me six kittens sleeping, five Christmas trees! Four pink combs, three snowflakes, two dirty diapers, and a puppy barking!
On the seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me seven Christmas carols, six kittens sleeping, five Christmas trees! Four pink combs, three snowflakes, two dirty diapers, and a puppy barking!
On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me eight chocolate bunnies, seven Christmas carols, six kittens sleeping, five Christmas trees! Four pink combs, three snowflakes, two dirty diapers, and a puppy barking!
On the ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me nine cups of pop (Author’s note: “I love pop.”) eight chocolate bunnies,
seven Christmas carols, six kittens sleeping, five Christmas trees! Four pink combs, three snowflakes, two dirty diapers, and a puppy barking!
On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me ten moving buses, nine cups of pop, eight chocolate bunnies,
seven Christmas carols, six kittens sleeping, five Christmas trees! Four pink combs, three snowflakes, two dirty diapers, and a puppy barking!
On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me eleven sleighs a-flying, ten moving buses, nine cups of pop, eight chocolate bunnies,
seven Christmas carols, six kittens sleeping, five Christmas trees! Four pink combs, three snowflakes, two dirty diapers, and a puppy barking!
On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me twelve hearts of crystal, eleven sleighs a-flying, ten moving buses, nine cups of pop, eight chocolate bunnies,
seven Christmas carols, six kittens sleeping, five Christmas trees! Four pink combs, three snowflakes, two dirty diapers, and a puppy barking!
And yes, as she was bouncing around the living room making this up she sang the entire thing backwards again with each new added verse. I was impressed.
On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me, a puppy barking!
On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me two Dirty diapers (Note from author as I read this back to her: “Haaha, two dirty diapers, I like that one a lot!”) and a puppy barking!
On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me three snowflakes, two dirty diapers, and a puppy barking!
On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me four pink combs, three snowflakes, two dirty diapers, and a puppy barking!
On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me five Christmas trees! Four pink combs, three snowflakes, two dirty diapers, and a puppy barking!
On the sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me six kittens sleeping, five Christmas trees! Four pink combs, three snowflakes, two dirty diapers, and a puppy barking!
On the seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me seven Christmas carols, six kittens sleeping, five Christmas trees! Four pink combs, three snowflakes, two dirty diapers, and a puppy barking!
On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me eight chocolate bunnies, seven Christmas carols, six kittens sleeping, five Christmas trees! Four pink combs, three snowflakes, two dirty diapers, and a puppy barking!
On the ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me nine cups of pop (Author’s note: “I love pop.”) eight chocolate bunnies,
seven Christmas carols, six kittens sleeping, five Christmas trees! Four pink combs, three snowflakes, two dirty diapers, and a puppy barking!
On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me ten moving buses, nine cups of pop, eight chocolate bunnies,
seven Christmas carols, six kittens sleeping, five Christmas trees! Four pink combs, three snowflakes, two dirty diapers, and a puppy barking!
On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me eleven sleighs a-flying, ten moving buses, nine cups of pop, eight chocolate bunnies,
seven Christmas carols, six kittens sleeping, five Christmas trees! Four pink combs, three snowflakes, two dirty diapers, and a puppy barking!
On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me twelve hearts of crystal, eleven sleighs a-flying, ten moving buses, nine cups of pop, eight chocolate bunnies,
seven Christmas carols, six kittens sleeping, five Christmas trees! Four pink combs, three snowflakes, two dirty diapers, and a puppy barking!
And yes, as she was bouncing around the living room making this up she sang the entire thing backwards again with each new added verse. I was impressed.
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Fursday
My favorite day is "Fursday"
It's the best day of the week,
At least it is the one about
Which I would like to speak~
The reason I like "Fursday"
Is because it is the day
That the little animals
All come out to play~
Mistress Rabbit hops out on the meadow
In her brown spring coat,
Froggy in his green wet suit
Swims and stops and floats,
Kitty licks her mittens
-Her fur is like a cloud,
My doggy sports his trendy spots
And wears them out so proud!~
I don't really have some fur,
Still "Fursday" is the best,
I'll invite my animals friends over
To see my pretty dress!
Copyright Jacquelyn Bytyqi 2012
It's the best day of the week,
At least it is the one about
Which I would like to speak~
The reason I like "Fursday"
Is because it is the day
That the little animals
All come out to play~
Mistress Rabbit hops out on the meadow
In her brown spring coat,
Froggy in his green wet suit
Swims and stops and floats,
Kitty licks her mittens
-Her fur is like a cloud,
My doggy sports his trendy spots
And wears them out so proud!~
I don't really have some fur,
Still "Fursday" is the best,
I'll invite my animals friends over
To see my pretty dress!
Copyright Jacquelyn Bytyqi 2012
Morning ~A Poem
Ting twing,
Twing twang
Cling sing,
Cling clang
The pots and pans
Sound funny
When you bang them
With a spoon,
And hopefully
Our Daddy
Wil be getting up
Quite soon~
Copyright Jacquelyn Bytyqi 2012
Twing twang
Cling sing,
Cling clang
The pots and pans
Sound funny
When you bang them
With a spoon,
And hopefully
Our Daddy
Wil be getting up
Quite soon~
Copyright Jacquelyn Bytyqi 2012
No thanks! ~A Poem
I don't want to,
I don't like to,
I don't think
It would be right to,
Don't feel like it
And I know so
I'll go hide
Beneath my bed,
I don't need to,
I don't think so,
YOU clean up
My mess instead!
Copyright Jacquelyn Bytyqi 2012
I don't like to,
I don't think
It would be right to,
Don't feel like it
And I know so
I'll go hide
Beneath my bed,
I don't need to,
I don't think so,
YOU clean up
My mess instead!
Copyright Jacquelyn Bytyqi 2012
Our Toys -Two Poems
Tuffy
Tuffy is a tabby cat,
She's quite a lovely cat at that!
She wears a bow tie
And a hat,
And sleeps upon
The Baby's mat~
Her tail is long and thick,
Her whiskers long and thin,
Sometimes I take her out to play,
Sometimes I take her in~
A cat is a good friend to have
When playing on the garden paths,
Or tramping down the sidewalk or
When building castles at the shore~
Tuffy is useful
To have around
At night when you
Hear creaky sounds,
For she purrs so sweetly
On your lap
Yet can scare the bad guys
With a mighty scratch!
She's stripey with a little patch,
I'm glad we have our tabby cat~
Copyright Jacquelyn Bytyqi 2012
Teddy
We have a teddy bear,
His name is Henry Sue,
He came with little cloths,
But now
He only has one shoe~
He has a tear upon his ear
Where the doggy bit him,
He's got a brown spot on his bum,
From when the heater burnt him~
Still, he is my favorite toy,
I love him very dearly,
Though his button eyes are lost
And he can't see very clearly~
Copyright Jacquelyn Bytyqi 2012
Tuffy is a tabby cat,
She's quite a lovely cat at that!
She wears a bow tie
And a hat,
And sleeps upon
The Baby's mat~
Her tail is long and thick,
Her whiskers long and thin,
Sometimes I take her out to play,
Sometimes I take her in~
A cat is a good friend to have
When playing on the garden paths,
Or tramping down the sidewalk or
When building castles at the shore~
Tuffy is useful
To have around
At night when you
Hear creaky sounds,
For she purrs so sweetly
On your lap
Yet can scare the bad guys
With a mighty scratch!
She's stripey with a little patch,
I'm glad we have our tabby cat~
Copyright Jacquelyn Bytyqi 2012
Teddy
We have a teddy bear,
His name is Henry Sue,
He came with little cloths,
But now
He only has one shoe~
He has a tear upon his ear
Where the doggy bit him,
He's got a brown spot on his bum,
From when the heater burnt him~
Still, he is my favorite toy,
I love him very dearly,
Though his button eyes are lost
And he can't see very clearly~
Copyright Jacquelyn Bytyqi 2012
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