Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Practicing for the Christmas Recital

I wish I could take credit for my hand balm recipe but the recipe is from Weekend Handmade .  I will say that the Sage infused balm wasn't as romantic as the lavender and mint.  It was a great exercise in empathy for a Christmas turkey getting basted. I like to think that the Sage version was made purely to fluff my joke file.

We've been reading a lot of poetry here at la casa de hibernation.  Fenner is feeling the Dennis Lee and Shel Siverstein love right now, Marlowe is digging on Stevie Wonder, and I am enjoying A Mind Like This.
Introducing poetry to our reading has reminded me to vary my literary diet as much as our actual nutritional diet. It's been inspiring lots of improvised songs and memorization.  I'm sure there are long term benefits to this right? She can now recite almost all of Alligator Pie and my mind is fairly blown out because of it.

Alligator Pie

Dennis Lee
From:   Alligator Pie. Toronto: Macmillan, 1974.

Alligator pie, alligator pie,
If I don't get some I think I'm gonna die.
Give away the green grass, give away the sky,
But don't give away my alligator pie.

Alligator stew, alligator stew,
If I don't get some I don't know what I'll do.
Give away my furry hat, give away my shoe,
But don't give away my alligator stew.

Alligator soup, alligator soup,
If I don't get some I think I'm gonna droop.
Give away my hockey stick, give away my hoop,
But don't give away my alligator soup.

Our annual Urban Family Christmas party is coming up fast.  We missed last year's party due to wee babiness and nesting mother syndrome so I am stoked for this year's recital. I just haven't decided what my act is going to be...


Optimistic Existentialist said...

This brought back memories. I haven't seem this poem in ages!

the best part of my day... said...

Girl, loving all the recents posts. Did you type Christmas??? Yeah, guess she's coming....miss you.

knittingsouth said...

my favourite poem from school when I was wee was
Celery raw,
Develops the jaw,
Celery stewed.
Is more quietly chewed.

It was short but I have remembered it for 50 years.