10/26/2015
10/22/2015
Poem for a Two-year-old
by
Grandma
Baadsgaard
I love you
buddy. Have a great day!
When you’re turning two
There’s lots of work to do
Like turn every knob in the
house
Then sneak around quiet as a
mouse
Grab lots of treats to
nibble
And use lots of pens to scribble
All over freshly painted
walls
Then counter-tops newly
installed
Next you find balls to throw
And make forts in the snow
Climb on beds and jump
using your arms for a pump
Then pick up rocks to pound
Smash pan lids for startle
sounds
Whenever food is near
It is your job to make it smear
Then make your belly wiggle
Right there in your middle
For if you’re turning two
There is lots of work to do
. . .
Whew!
10/21/2015
Three-year-old Birthday Poem
by Granny B
Happy
third birthday to a very busy and charming little boy.
I love you Daniel.
When Daniel laid his sleepy head
On the train pillow upon his bed,
He had a dream that made him smile
Of riding trains for miles and miles.
For Daniel loves trains you see -
So when he is awake he likes to be
A conductor with a blaring horn
That blasts his family from night to morn.
Around and around he chugs about
Roaring and screeching as he shouts,
“Toot – toot! Here comes the train!”
He’ll run through you if you remain.
Then with a smile on his face
He circles and circles all over the place
He won’t slow down ‘til Mom says, “Stop!”
And holds up the sign – her kitchen mop
Then says, “All trains will halt right here.
And park your caboose in the rear.”
10/17/2015
10/14/2015
Birthday Poem for a Five-Year Old
Clowns
Smiles
by
Grandma
Baadsgaard
Happy
5th birthday Rylan. I love you very much.
Here
is the clown story you wanted.
“Why are
you smiling?” said Rylan to the clown
He
answered, “I always paint on a smile when I’m feeling down.”
“But if
you’re feeling blue why don’t you paint a frown?”
“Because a
frown is just a smile turned upside down.”
Everyone
has sad days - we don’t need to spread ‘em around
Because
then we’ll make other’s smiles turn upside down.
Then Rylan
went home to his house in the woods
Full of,
“don’t do that and Rylan maybe you should”
“Brush your
teeth and clean your room
And don’t
make a flipper out of your spoon.”
And when he
built a tower it was knocked down by his brother
So he ran
to the kitchen to tattle to his mother
“Griffen
knocked my tower down,” Rylan said with a big frown.
“He doesn’t
know better - don’t make those grouchy sounds.”
So Rylan
did a cartwheel until his head was pointing down
Then his frown
became a smile that wasn’t turned upside down
Rylan knows
how to change things so he still wants to play
He takes
the muscles in his face all pointing to the ground
And turns
them up to make a smile so he’s nice to be around
No one
makes us mad or sad, we simply choose the way
We respond when
life’s battles are at bay
If we
choose to see what’s right in all those who are near
We sport a smile
and always have lots of reasons to cheer.
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