So, my last kitchen poem. I enjoyed them and hope you did too.

The boys played in the kitchen this morning,

in front of the sink, by the kettle and the oven:

or in other words completely in. the. way.

I asked them slightly huffily why they always insisted on playing in the kitchen and Henry said:

“So we can talk to you and everything”

Fair enough.

Play on boys, play on.

I like it really.





2 Responses to “Playing”

  1. Tam Says:
    November 9th, 2008 at 10:01 pm

    Awww sooo cute -gotta love those boys! Isn’t it nice to know you are loved-what a sweet blessing!
    ~Tam 🙂

  2. Dad Says:
    November 10th, 2008 at 12:30 pm

    I have enjoyed this week’s posts. My favourite is Henry washing the dishes – all those soap suds!


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