Another Poetry Moment

We finished our model for this week. I really need to find a rhyming dictionary that we can all use. Something comprehensive (for the olders) but not overwhelming (for the baby).

Here is Baby Peep's rendition of Mary Had A Little Lamb

Jerry had a little plan

Its code was smooth as Pip*

Everywhere that Jerry went

The plan was sure to flip

Jerry had a little plan

Its size was big as a ship

Everywhere that Jerry went

The plan was sure to slip

*he did have some help

Together they worked on their rendition of Birthdays by Maud Keary

Christmas by The 3 Peeps

When Christmas comes we always stock

Our tree upon the beautiful floor

And carefully we watch the clock

Each present opened to the core

How great to think Christmas will be

When we shall always soar one more

To all those gifts which are gradually

Building up the housekeeper's chore

This has really stretched them and me. We really are enjoying it. I am learning all sorts of poetic terms and Oldest Peep (she did a poetry class once upon a time) keeps correcting me when I get meter and foot mixed up. I love it.

What a day!

First the sun, then rain with sun, then just rain, and now SUN!!! NO Rain and the clouds are white and not grey! Dare I hope???

Also I think being cooped up at home makes the peeps restless. They have been nipping at each other all morning.

The final (and by final I mean just for that particular hour) battle was had when baby peep head butted middle peep. He did not mean to do it so forcefully. He sometimes doesn't realize how strong he is and he is always ........physical (for lack of a better word).

Here is middle peep.

He actually has a lump under his right eye. He did not want me to take this picture.

And here is the guilty party!!

He really was very sorry.

When I settled them down, we worked on CW's Poetry. They are all enjoying it very much.

Here is an imitation exercise we worked on today.

Ben be amazed
Ben be hard
Ben jump over the kid's backyard.
Author: Oldest and Middle Peep

Gerald had a little fan
Its edge was green as tree
And everywhere that Gerald went,
The fan was sure to flee.
Author: Oldest Peep

Miles had a little train
Its wheels were fast as light
And everywhere that Miles went,
The train would be in sight.

Author: Middle Peep

I just love CW. Tomorrow I will share baby peep's as he is still not finished.

Right now they are in the throws of another battle. When will it end.........

And for all my Spanish speaking blog readers I have created a Spanish version of this blog. Some will be the same information, some will not. This will be one of the ways I keep my Spanish relatives aware of what we do day to day in La Escuelita.