Not Today! – ages 6 months +

Take it away! Take it away! Don’t you know I don’t like toast today?

Bring me cheese and bring me jam, bring me apples and chips and ham.

 

What do you mean that’s not breakfast food? Fine, I’ll eat it so as not to be rude

 

Take it away! Take it away! Don’t you know I don’t like blue today?

Bring me my pink dress, not those long pants, bring me my soft shoes so I can dance.

 

What do you mean it’s too rainy and cold? Fine, if I must I’ll do as I’m told.

 

Take it away! Take it away! Don’t you know I don’t like playing with dolls today?

Bring me a bike with round black wheels, I’ll race down the hills with shouts and squeals.

 

What do you mean I don’t know how to ride? Fine, if I must I’ll stick with the slide.

 

Take it away! Take it away! Don’t you know I don’t like sausages today?

Bring paper and pencils galore, I’ve got ideas and pictures to draw.

 

What do you mean it’s dinner time? Fine, if I must I’ll eat mine.

 

Take it away! Take it away! Don’t you know I don’t like books today?

Bring me spoons and pots and pans, I want to start my own kitchen band.

What do you mean it’s time for bed? Fine, if I must I’ll lay down my head.

 

Wait, don’t go! Won’t you stay? I want to tell you about my wonderful day.

Lay down here and hold my hand. Tomorrow’s a new day and I have so much planned.

 

What do you mean? We can do it all? There’s no adventure too big, no wish too small.

 

 

 

Yellow Sunshine Pie – 18 months+

When the sound on the roof is pting pting pting.

 And the noise on the window pane is ptap ptap ptappity-tap

When inside is the only place to be and I’m bored till my teeth ache, I clap my hands together and say, “Grandma, let’s make Yellow Sunshine Pie!”

She turns on the oven and I turn up the radio. Around the tiny kitchen I spin and whirl and dance. The cats scatter before my dancing feet and my Grandma laughs and claps along to the beat.

Clatter clang!

I find the saucepan, jug and special dish. I slosh the milk, sift the flour and beat the eggs. While the mixer whirrs and the music sways I roll and pour, taste and stir.

Slowly, carefully, Grandma pours the filling into it’s pastry case, sprinkles it with spices and puts it on to bake. I peer through the oven door and wait…and wait…and wait.

And then…

Like sunshine on a plate, like summer in a bowl, the Yellow Sunshine Pie is ready. Grandma cuts two giant slices and we stretch out on the rug.

When the sound on the roof is pting pting pting.

And the noise on the window pane is ptap ptap ptappity – tap.

We push our empty plates away, I rub my bulging belly and all I can hear, coming from Grandma’s chair, is snore snore snore.

I’ll Never Ever Invite a Dung Beetle to Tea – 6 months +

Just a quick little rhyme to share with the littlies.

Happy reading!

 

Monkeys eat bananas and I like them too.

Dogs like a meaty bone to chew.

Caterpillars eat salad and that’s fine with me,

But I’ll never ever ever invite a dung beetle to tea!

 

Cats like fish, I like mine with chips,

Birds will share my apples and carry off the pips.

Mice can always share their cheese with me,

But I’ll never ever ever invite a dung beetle to tea!

 

Seagulls will gulp my sandwiches if there’s nothing else around.

Some pigs delight in truffles, if they can be found.

Ducks love bread when I give it for free,

But I’ll never ever ever invite a dung beetle to tea!

 

Rabbits spend all day munching carrots

And crackers are favoured by piratical parrots.

My little brother gobbles chocolates with glee,

But I’ll never ever ever invite a dung beetle to tea!

 

I’m really not a fussy eater,

And I’m sure  that they couldn’t be sweeter.

But what dung beetles eat just isn’t for me,

So I’ll never ever ever invite a dung beetle for tea!