Alex just recited poetry to me.
I got the A.A. Milne poetry books for her when she was teeny tiny, and fascinated by rhymes. I wound up memorizing a few of them and reciting them in the car, or wherever else I needed her to be calm and entertained. One of them was "Busy."
For a while now, she's been going around in circles saying "round I go, round I go" - presumably from the poem. But this morning she was circling the rocking chair in our living room, and saying:
Round I go, round and round
Table... nursery.
Then she looked directly at me and said: Tickie please. Doctor. Sneeze. Round and round a go.
Which, being translated, is obviously:
I think I am a Ticket Man who's selling tickets - please.
I think I am a Doctor who is visiting a Sneeze.
Alex just recited poetry to me.
I got the A.A. Milne poetry books for her when she was teeny tiny, and fascinated by rhymes. I wound up memorizing a few of them and reciting them in the car, or wherever else I needed her to be calm and entertained. One of them was "Busy."
For a while now, she's been going around in circles saying "round I go, round I go" - presumably from the poem. But this morning she was circling the rocking chair in our living room, and saying:
Round I go, round and round
Table... nursery.
Then she looked directly at me and said: Tickie please. Doctor. Sneeze. Round and round a go.
Which, being translated, is obviously:
I think I am a Ticket Man who's selling tickets - please.
I think I am a Doctor who is visiting a Sneeze.
Alex just recited poetry to me.
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Date: 2006-11-29 07:19 pm (UTC)Doctor. Sneeze.
She even kept a meter!