That's all we hear from Tess lately. She loves nursery rhymes and songs and apparently has no sensory issues with feet. Whenever there is a lull in the action around here she will announce to whomever is nearest, "Piggy! Market!" With foot in air she expects someone to come through for her. If you pause in between verses she will nod in agreement, "Yeah, rose beef. Yeah, none..."
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Too cute, one of mine used to call it "roast beast".....
Posted by: Barb | November 06, 2008 at 07:29 PM
Well, I'm glad you could wrap your stuffy head around this, becuase it's precious! I love the boys' version of this-- how typical, and how funny! My son also would have done just that. Sweet photo!
And I hope you're feeling much, much better by now. A nasty cold thing went around here, too-- all around me, everyone spreading germs and coughing directly at and on me, it seemed-- and I was spared! Yippee. Thank the Lord. And not to rub it in to you or anything... :-D
Susan
Posted by: Susan L | November 12, 2008 at 01:50 AM