Sunday, November 30, 2008
THANKSGIVING
GRAHAMY'S KITE
LITTLE DRUMMER BOY
Friday, November 21, 2008
BROTHERS AND BEST FRIENDS
GRAHAMY'S SLED
GRAHAMY'S SONGS
Grahamy learned about rhyming words at school the other day and as an avid word-lover and music-connoisseur, he promptly started making up his own songs. He loves to sing throughout the day and when I have a chance, I write down what I hear. I wrote down the one he called "Birds," but when he saw it in print, he became much more inclined to read it rather than sing. At some point, I'll try to capture him as he's making up one.
For those of you who have trouble understanding him on camera, here are the lyrics:
BIRDS
We love to hear birds sing;
They chirp, wacka-wacka and ring.
They fly, build nests and look for food;
Some migrate and some don't, Dude.
Birds hatch babies from eggs;
They can't fly right away, but they can walk on two legs.
We love to hear birds sing;
They phoebe, towee and ding-ding.
And, one for his brother...
JAMIE
Jamie doesn't know how to walk and talk
or crawl and bounce a ball.
He also doesn't know how to play with a doll.
And he loves to play inside.
But he doesn't know how to hide.
He knows how to sit a little bit.
And he knows how to stand a little bit.