Friday, August 25, 2006

unsung (until now) heroes of the barnyard

Not much going on here except for, you know, total upheaval of life as we know it. So I'm just going to post a picture of two piggy banks, one J's from when he was a babe (well, he's still a babe, just in a different way) and the pink plastic one Iris could not bear to leave Ikea without (she actually slept with it for a couple weeks after we got it, hard plastic, rattling change, and all). Followed by the forgotten verses of "Baa Baa Black Sheep." You probably forgot them because you never learned them in the first place. And you never learned them in the first place because we just made them up!

We're sort of uneasily waiting for the implications of the second verse to dawn on Iris. If she declares her vegetarianism before the age of 3, you'll know why.

Moo moo, brown cow
Have you any milk?
Yes sir, yes sir,
Smooth as silk [or should it be Silk™, given the current advertising campaign?]
Pour it in a pitcher, pour it in a cup
Pour it in a bottle and
Drink it all up.

Oink oink, pink pig
Have you any ham?
Yes ma'am, yes ma'm,
Better than Spam™.
Rasher of bacon, tender loin
Purse from a sow's ear
Fill it with coin.


Blogger Ali said...

Love your new verses! I thought we'd been up front with 5 yo son about the origins of his plate until he asked me if chickens laid drumsticks like eggs - oops. He's still munching though!

2:53 AM  
Blogger pixiegenne said...

way cute. my son carlie has a surpisingly deep, gruff voice - like he smokes a pack a day or something. when he was just learning to talk, he was very into his piggy bank. i once heard him yell at his sister jane (in that deep, gruff voice) "give me back my money pig!!!" needless to say, piggy banks are now known as "money pigs" in our house.

7:21 AM  

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