When I Grow Little....

I love listening to how kids learn language. They use unique expressions to get their point across. They mix up letters in words--baseghetti, anyone.  Or they say things like, "Can I flush the toaster?" (Really. Think about it.)

So conversations with my grandkids are always delightful.  

Me: So Tony, how is preschool? Are you having fun?

Tony:  Yep. I learned "Going on a Bear Hunt."

I recited the first line and asked if that was the right one.  He assured me it was and proceeded to recite the whole thing (with actions, of course). 

"I like that, Tony!  Will you teach it to me?"

"Well, Gramma, when you grow little, maybe you will learn it at school."

When I Grow Little

When I grow little

I will sing with passion

Even if

I don't sing very well.

I will draw lots and lots

of pictures

And not care

that no one

Knows what I drew.

When I grow little

I will skip down the sidewalk, and

Wear my favorite clothes

(Even if they don't match).

I won't care what I look like

in a bathing suit.

I will take naps when I need them

(With my favorite toy).

When I grow little

I'll eat cold hotdogs for breakfast and 

Warm cookies and milk for lunch.

I'll lick the frosting off my cupcake.

I'll make someone else kill the bugs and 

take  fish off the hook

(Even if they don't like them either).

I will say

"I love you"

a million times a day

(Just to make sure

they know I mean it) 

And I will always start my day with

Morning Hugs

When I grow little.