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Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Fractured Nursery Rhymes
ST has discovered rhyming, and now loves to hear poems (Shel Silverstein) and nursery rhymes every night before bed. We cycled through "Humpty Dumpty" for a few days, followed by "Hickory-Dickory-Dock," and two nights ago I recited "Little Miss Muffett" for him before bed. The child has the best memory of anyone I've ever met, and so I wasn't shocked when, after hearing the rhyme only once, he started reciting it yesterday while we were eating dinner.
"Little Miss Muffett sat on a tuffett..."
He put special emphasis on "Muffett" and "tuffett," as if to show me that he understood that these were the special rhyming words.
"Eating her curves and waves."
Curves and waves, curds and whey -- whatever. Then something went horribly wrong.
"Along came a spider... and crawled up her leg. And then she screamed, 'Someone get this spider off of me!' But the spider crawled on her face and she ate it. And then she ran home."