With Not A Dry Parental Eye In The House

She surprised us with this, had kept her recital act a big secret. Chose the poem herself.

(That’s her dad’s “Yay!” at the end.)

When I Am No Longer
They can give my arms to the army
Take my eyes of blue,
And give my knees to the needy,
But my heart goes out to you.

They can take my shins to a shindig,
Hitch my thumb for a ride,
And give my wrists to a ‘ristocrat
But my heart stays at your side.

They’ll give my nose to the nosey
When they’re taking me apart.
They’ll give my hands to the handyman.
But you shall get my heart.

My ears will go to the eerie —
It’s scary, but it’s true
The rest can go to science,
But my heart goes out to you.

—- Brian P. Cleary  (from “Rainbow Soup” Poems)

teknikel difikulltees by blue bunny

deere lovly & intresting peepil,

my jannie was hopping to show yoo some new viddio todae of she singing, butt she komputer cot on fier and explodid last nite.   she is fine tho, except for a milde konkussins.  and i haz onlee a few berned wiskirs.  and my tale.  and the kat, but onlee his furs on his left sied.

so i posting wile my jannie stil asleeping.  i hop she wil be prowd of me i up so erlee and werking harde.  maybee she  raze my salliry to $2.10 dollirs a week,  espeshilly sinse my speling iz so improoving.

so heer we goes…

these fotos iz all frum the day my kelly got her casting off she arm.  one monts ago, i tink.

i taeked all these myself.

heer iz my kelly in one of the big rumes in the texis kapitul bilding.

heer is my kelly in frunt of the bilding with some tall guys woo nevir moving a mussel. (i evin came bak next dae to wotch them, but they nevir evir moved evin one littel bite.)

heer is my kelly wating for the doctir to come and take she casting off. (she wuz hoping to brake she other arm, I think, dansing all around the tabel. she is mutch ennergees, my kelly.)

and heer is my kelly in frunt of happee noodle chubbie hugging time of funs. my jannie and my kelly lieks the name of it. and i lieks they karrits iz alweys fressh. and onse they gived me a free plastic spoone for my cabbige soop.

so that iz it for todae.

i hops we get yoo some viddio soone, i thinks next frydae the 18, becuz my jannie posting another exciting thing on tuesdae the 15.

wit love and infeckshuns — blue bunny manigemints

BUTT WATE!!!  THERE”S MOR!!!!! my jannie’s sister just opined up her very own new blogg.  hoo-woo!!!!!   I bet my rosie rosann would lov if you pooped in to say hello to she.

Baby’s First Halloween

Cousin Alyssa, almost two years old.   Kelly, 6 weeks old.   In Canada.

Yep, 8 years ago Kelly was NOT digging the pumpkin suit.  Actually, she wasn’t digging much at all at 6 weeks, except milk and sleep — almost every other moment she spent with her face like this.  Poor baby.

Happy Halloween, all!  Hope you don’t spend it crying!

Fun Stuff Kids With Broken Arms Can Do

Broke your arm?  You poor dear, that really sucks.  But take heart — you don’t have to live under a rock.  You can still do tons of fun things, like…

taking up a new hobby.  How ’bout apprenticing as a yarn spinner…

a weaver…

or trying your hand at photography? (Moms in newly-acquired reading glasses make perfect subjects.)

If you’re learning an instrument,  what a perfect opportunity to  isolate one hand!

Can’t join in Kung Fu?  Don’t worry!  Observe your buddies to keep those moves sharp in your head.

Fan of shopping?  Those skills needn’t suffer at all with a pesky broken bone or two.  You can still enjoy shopping for all kinds of things — like, spider bread…

wigs…

and the perfect pumpkin.

A broken arm needn’t keep you from hanging out with your buds either, the real ones…

or the fake.

With a broken arm you can still keep up with your favorite blogs…

enjoy your favorite foods…

read to your dad…

and remain a vital supporter of your local jazz scene.

You can still enjoy the great outdoors too — just go easy, communing with nature or….

busting a few gentle moves in a bamboo forest if that’s your thing.

So don’t worry.  Be happy.   That cast will be off before you know it and you’ll soon be back to doing all the crazy- fun stuff that got your arm broken in the first place!

Be well and heal fast, sweet little darlin.’

Only 24 Shopping Days Until Halloween!

(This pic enlarges.)

Here she was three, checking out a just-applied mouse face at her preschool carnival.

She’s not sure what she’ll be this year so she better get cracking — 24 days will fly!

Have you got YOUR costume yet?

What do you think Jannie should go as??