Our son the poet
Today Joe woke us with a little poem he had made up and needed me to write down for him before he forgot it.
I have to say this is probably the nicest way he has ever woken me up in his entire 6 years.
I love that he composed a poem in bed all by himself and came rushing in with a pen and paper to get me to write it down for him.
An illustrated piece of paper no less.
What a wonderful start to the day.
The rest of the day was pretty average in comparison.
But tomorrow he is a star in the school Nativity play and I shall embarrass him by crying.
He tells me that he is actually an unhappy star because he has to wear white tights and hold his arms up a lot.
“Stars have sore arms Mummy”.
Tuesday, December 4th, 2007 at 10:02 pm
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December 4th, 2007 at 10:43 pm
Is there a crueler fate for a small boy than being asked to wear white tights? I speak as the mother of a snowflake.
Take oodles of tissues.
Top poem too.
December 5th, 2007 at 5:10 am
that is a very funny poem.
My Joe was….Joseph!
December 5th, 2007 at 7:58 am
Lovely poem and painting Joseph. Well Done.
December 5th, 2007 at 12:34 pm
That is hilarious! Love it!!
December 5th, 2007 at 4:21 pm
Well done Joe ,what a wonderful poem it made me laugh out loud.Stars smile alot you know.
December 6th, 2007 at 8:10 am
I can’t think of a better way to be woken up…
(The linen arrived!!! It’s beautiful, thank you. I have plans for it already.)
December 6th, 2007 at 10:27 am
well done joe! bed is the best place to dream up a poem. i love your bird too.
December 7th, 2007 at 6:12 pm
How gorgeous is that… I love being woken up by my little ones, especially when James (4) says ‘You know what Mama?’ and I have to reply ‘what my darling’ and he says ‘you’ll always be my beautiful girl’. My heart stops every time.
Have a great weekend x
December 7th, 2007 at 7:36 pm
How sweet is that !
And a good thing you wrote down ‘stars have sore arms’ it just sounds like one of those things one would always want to remember. Have a great Friday !
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