Today is The Most Adorable Granddaughter in the World#2's birthday. Yesterday we celebrated.
Friday afternoon, DIL#1 rang to ask the order of "We're going on a bear hunt". This has got to be The Most Adorable Granddaughter#2's favourite story. I've read it to her countless times, listened to her recite it to me, and am, after all, an early childhood teacher.
But I almost missed out mud.
This wouldn't do. The Most Adorable Granddaughter#2 would know if we got it wrong.
Guess what? As she looked at her birthday cake and started reciting the story she went:
grass ...
river ...
forest ...
snowstorm ...
cave.
That's right! She forgot mud!
Oh well. The cake was yummy (and there was even a flour-less cake section) and I had all my family around me for a few hours. Bliss!
Friday afternoon, DIL#1 rang to ask the order of "We're going on a bear hunt". This has got to be The Most Adorable Granddaughter#2's favourite story. I've read it to her countless times, listened to her recite it to me, and am, after all, an early childhood teacher.
But I almost missed out mud.
This wouldn't do. The Most Adorable Granddaughter#2 would know if we got it wrong.
Guess what? As she looked at her birthday cake and started reciting the story she went:
grass ...
river ...
forest ...
snowstorm ...
cave.
That's right! She forgot mud!
Oh well. The cake was yummy (and there was even a flour-less cake section) and I had all my family around me for a few hours. Bliss!
Comments
I've always done mud but snowstorm is relatively new to me. Seen more of the former than the latter. The words for mud are:
Thick oozy mud. Can't go over it, can't go under it, we'll have to go through it. Squelch, squerch, squelch, squerch, squelch, squerch."
SchnauzerMom, we did have a good time and the best of it was that I got to spend Sunday with most of my family as well.