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| 675.1 | Words, but no tune | DSSDEV::STEGNER | | Mon Feb 04 1991 12:04 | 25 |
| Where is Thumbkin? Where is Thumbkin?
Here I am. Here I am.
How are you today, Sir?
Very well, I thank you.
Run and hide. Run and hide.
(My son does it with his two thumbs "talking" to each other.)
My favorite is the squirrel song:
He's a fur-fur-furry squirrel
With a bush-bush-bushy tail.
And he scampers here and there,
Scampers everywhere
Looking for some nuts.
And he's got nuts on his nose, (touch nose)
Nuts on his toes, (point to feet)
Nuts on his head, (touch head)
Nuts in his bed, (motion a flat surface)
Nuts in his paws, (cup hands)
Nuts in his jaws, (point to cheeks)
Crack, crack, pop! (clap hands, pop imaginary nut into mouth)
Mmmmmmm!
:-)
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| 675.2 | "Where is Thumbkin?" | MLCSSE::LANDRY | just passen' by...and goin' nowhere | Mon Feb 04 1991 12:10 | 43 |
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My 7 year old learned "Where is Thumpkin" in school... it goes like
this. Starting with all 10 fingers held behind the back... to the tune
of "Frier a' Jaques" (french spelling horrible!!! sorry)
"Where is thumbkin, where is thumbkin?
Here I am, here I am!
How are you today sir?
Very Well I thank you
Run away, run away."
Now, to back up a minute, when you sing "Here I am" both thumbs come
out from behind the back. When You sing "How are you today, sir?" one
thumb "bows" to the other, and the other "replies" "Very well I thank
you" then both thumbs go back behind the back for the next verse. With
each verse, the fingers also come out and do the same thing... on
with the song:
"Where is Pointer, where is pointer?
Here I am, here I am!
How are you today, sir?
Very well I thank you,
run away, run away.
Where is Tall Man, where is tall man (the kids snicker
Here I am, here I am! at this one!)
How are you today sir?
Very well I thank you,
run away, run away.
Where is ring man, where is ring man?
(and the rest of the verse)
Where is Pinky, where is Pinky?
(and the rest of the verse)
Where is everyone, where is everyone?
(and the rest of the verse with the whole hand coming out...)
And that's it.
jean
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| 675.3 | | VALUES::BRYDON | | Mon Feb 04 1991 12:13 | 31 |
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We also do Where is Thumbkin for the other fingers...
Where is Pointer?....Tallman?....Ringman?....Pinky?
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Ring-a-round the rosies
Pocket full of posies
Atchoo! Atchoo!
We all fall down.
(have also heard the Atchoo replaced with the word Ashes)
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Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes
Knees and Toes
Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes
Knees and Toes
And Eyes and Ears and Nose and Mouth
Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes
Knees and Toes
(Have seen this done with kids using hand(s) placed on objects sung)
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| 675.4 | | MOIRA::FAIMAN | light upon the figured leaf | Mon Feb 04 1991 12:30 | 2 |
| "Heads and Shoulders, Knees and Toes" is sung to the tune of "There is a
Tavern in the Town".
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| 675.5 | Explainations to fingers... | MLCSSE::LANDRY | just passen' by...and goin' nowhere | Mon Feb 04 1991 13:21 | 12 |
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re: .3
"Thumbkin" = Thumb
"Pointer" = Pointing finger or index finger
"Tall Man" = Middle finger
"Ring Man" = Ring finger
"Pinky" = Little finger or pinky...
jean
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| 675.6 | The eensy-weensy spider | DELNI::SCORMIER | | Mon Feb 04 1991 13:35 | 17 |
| How about "The Eensy-weensy Spider" (also heard it called the
itsy-bitsy spider)
The eensy-weensy spider climbed up the water spout (four fingers
simulating a spider crawling up the child's arm)
Down came the rain and washed the spider out (running your fingers over
the child's head, face, chest to simulate rain)
Out came the sun and dried up all the rain (raising the child's arms up
in the air)
So the eensy-weensy spider climbed up the spout again (repeat step one,
but end with a tickle under the arm)
My 1 year old David loves this one. He starts to giggle before you
even get past the elbow on line one!
Sarah
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| 675.7 | All around the garden... | CRONIC::ORTH | | Mon Feb 04 1991 13:45 | 10 |
| We have one the kids love, paricularly as babies.
All around the garden, like a teddy bear... (said slowly, while lightly
running finger in a circle on baby's tummy)
One step...two step (walk fingers up toward baby's chin)
Tickle you under there! (tickle baby under chin or on neck)
The anticipation in their faces is great!
--dave--
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| 675.8 | This little piggy... | CRONIC::ORTH | | Mon Feb 04 1991 13:49 | 18 |
| And they love htis one long after they're babies! (our 5 yr. old,
*still* likes this one!)
(starting with big toe, and progressing down to little toe)
This little piggy went to market,
This little piggy stayed home,
This little piggy had roast beef,
And this little piggy had none,
And *this* little piggy....(pause for effect)
Cried "wee, wee, wee, wee" all the way home! (or all the way home to
____'s house!)
One the last line, fingers run up the leg to the tummy and tickle away!
Such suspense when you pause on that last line...they're giggling long
before you say it!
--dave--
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| 675.9 | Here's a bunch! | CHCLAT::HAGEN | Please send truffles! | Mon Feb 04 1991 15:08 | 124 |
| RE: <<< Note 675.3 by VALUES::BRYDON >>>
>> Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes
>> Knees and Toes
>> Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes
>> Knees and Toes
>> And Eyes and Ears and Nose and Mouth <-----+
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>> Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes |
>> Knees and Toes |
|
Nah, it's "Eyes and ears and mouth and nose" ---+
It's supposed to rhyme!
I got the following songs/rhymes from my son's daycare teacher:
TWO PEANUTS
Two peanuts sit on a railroad track (two fingers in your palm)
Their hearts are all aflutter (wiggle fingers)
When around the bend comes number 9 (move arms like a train)
Toot-tool (pull a horn)
Smash-smash (mush hands together)
Peanut butter!
Fare thee well (high voice)
Fare thee well (deep voice)
Fare thee well my falithful nutter
For you are
Smishy-smashy, smishy-smashy, smishy-smashy (mash hands together)
You are peanut butter
Um um um um (pretend to eat a sandwich)
WALKIN' WALKIN' (to the tune of Frere Jacques)
Walkin', walkin', walkin' walkin'
Hop hop hop. Hop hop hop.
Running, running, running. Running, running, running.
Now let's stop.
ARUM SUM SUM
Arum sum sum (make a fist and hit palm like a hammer)
Arum sum sum
Goolie, goolie, goolie, goolie (pull fingers apart as if they're sticky)
Rum sum sum
Arum sum sum
Arum sum sum
Goolie, goolie, goolie, goolie
Rum sum sum
PIECE OF TIN
Oh I'm just a little piece of tin
Nobody knows the shape I'm in
I have four wheels and a runnin' board
But I'm not a Chevy and I'm not a Ford.
Honk, Honk (press nose for each honk)
Rattle, rattle, rattle (shake head) -+
Crash (clap) |- Do for each child
Beep, beep (press ear for each beep) -+
ALLIGATOR FARM
All the kids went down to the alligator farm
And sat on the fence but the fence brok down
The alligator bit them on the seat of the pants
And made them do the Hoochie-coochie dance
Dance, dance, dance for us children
Dance, dance, dance for us children
Dance, dance, dance for us children
'Till we shout Hooray!
TEN LITTLE INDIANS
One little, two little, three little Indians
Four little, five little, six little Indians
Seven little, eight little, nine little Indians
Ten little Indian boys and girls.
They jumped in the boat but the boat tipped over...(repeat 3x)
Ten little Indian boys and girls.
They swam and they swam and they swam to the shore...(repeat 3x)
Ten little Indian boys and girls.
They shook and they shook and they shook till they were dry (3x)
Ten little Indian boys and girls.
Thay ran and they ran and they ran to their mommies (3x)
Ten little Indian boys and girls.
They hugged and they hugged and they hugged their mommies (3x)
Ten little Indian boys and girls.
They put them to bed and they mmm--kissed them (3x)
Ten little Indian boys and girls.
Ten little, nine little, eight little Indians...
Ten little Indian boys and girls.
THREE LITTLE DUCKIES
Three little duckies went swimming one day.
Over the mountain and far away
Mommy duck said "Quack quack quack"
But only two little duckies came back.
Two little duckies went swimming one day...
But only one little duckie came back.
One little duckie went swimming one day...
But only no little duckies came back.
Daddy duck said "Quack quack quack" (deep voice and clap)
And all three duckies came swimming right back (sing fast)
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| 675.10 | | NOTIME::SACKS | Gerald Sacks ZKO2-3/N30 DTN:381-2085 | Mon Feb 04 1991 15:53 | 26 |
| From HYDRA::Dave_Barry note 336:
And now for the results of our survey where we asked you to vote for
what you thought should be the official national name of the spider
that went up the water spout, then down came the rain and washed the
spider out. Almost everybody who wrote seemed to have a strong opinion
on this: "It's the Skeensy Leensy Spider! Everybody knows that! I
learned it when I was growing up in (name of dirtball state), and I am
257 years old!!"
Anyway, the voting wasn't even close. The winner, which had a lead
of several hundred votes when I stopped counting, is: The Itsy Bitsy
Spider. Second place is the Eensy Weensy Spider. Third is Eensy Beensy.
Some people who had traveled abroad wrote to say that in Sweden (part
of Norway, Denmark, and Holland), it's called The Imse Vimse Spider.
(Is that stupid, or what?) Some other nominations were: The Tutti-Frutti
Spider, The Hootchie Kootchie Spider, The Nukey Pukey Spider, The Black
Widow Spider, The Nasty Soviet Spider, The Camcorder and Tab with
Calcium Spider, and Spot.
So anyway, Itsy Bitsy it is. Our next task is to find a suitable
congressperson to introduce a bill declaring this as the Official
National Water Spout Spider Name. We're going to send letters to
several dozen congresspersons, selected on the basis of having the most
comical names, telling them the results of the survey and suggesting
that they might receive large campaign contributions if they play their
cards right on this issue. We'll be lying, of course, but that will be
nothing new for us.
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| 675.11 | | KAOFS::S_BROOK | Originality = Undetected Plagiarism | Mon Feb 04 1991 15:56 | 25 |
| 5ive Little Monkies (A chant)
Five little monkies jumpin' on the bed (throw arms up and down)
One fell off and he bumped his head (rub sore head)
Mama called the doctor, the doctor said (dialing action)
"No more monkies jumpin' on the bed" (stern scolding finger)
Four .....
Three ....
Two ....
One .... (make the appropriate plurals singular...)
No little monkies jumpin' on the bed
None fell off and bumped their heads
Mama called the Doctor, the doctor said
(pause)
"Put those monkies back to bed" (Loud!)
(When the kiddies know the chant, have them last lines of the verses
alone!)
Stuart
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| 675.12 | | VISUAL::ROSENBLUH | | Mon Feb 04 1991 16:39 | 46 |
|
....I know a second verse to "Ring Around the Rosie"...
The cows are in the meadow, <== get down on all fours
Falling fast asleep, <== put head on top of folded arms
Thunder! <== pick head up, beat hands on floor
Lightning! <== do your best imitation of lightning
All jump up! <== get up.
here are some more rhymes and songs.
Two little blackbirds, sitting on a hill,
One named Jack, and one named Jill, <== there's hand stuff to go w/
Fly away Jack, fly away Jill, <== this song too, hard to
Come back Jack, come back Jill. describe
Two Foot Games (play with baby lying on back in your lap)
Pitty patty polt <== tap sole of baby's foot with your hand, in rhythm
Shoe the little colt ""
Here's a nail, and here's a nail, <== poke at sole with a finger
and here's a nail <== and tickle away
--/--
Shoe the little horse <== tap sole of right foot with your hand
Shoe the little mare <== tap sole of left foot...
But let the little colt go bare, bare, bare <== clap the two feet together,
sole to sole.
--/--
Refrain:
Here we go loop de loop,
Here we go loop de light <== March in a circle
Here we go loop de loop,
All on a Saturday night.
Put your right hand in,
Take your right hand out,
Put your right hand in,
and shake it all about.
Repeat 2nd verse with other body parts.
End with...
Put your whole self in <== Jump in towards center of circle
Take your whole self out, etc.
Put your whole self in,
And turn yourself about.
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| 675.13 | Biting fish | WORDY::STEINHART | Pixillated | Tue Feb 05 1991 09:04 | 13 |
| From an English nursery rhyme book:
One two three four five,
Once I caught a fish alive.
Six seven eight nine ten,
Then I let it go again.
Why did you let it go?
Because it bit my finger so.
Which finger did it bite?
The little finger on the right.
(Can be said while counting fingers, ending on right pinky.)
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| 675.14 | Punky Pumpkin | DSSDEV::STEGNER | | Tue Feb 05 1991 11:58 | 4 |
| Punky Pumpkin's a happy pumpkin
and do you know why?
Cuz he's a jack o'lantern
Instead of a pumpkin pie!
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| 675.15 | Swimming, Swimming | NODEX::HOLMES | | Tue Feb 05 1991 12:09 | 13 |
| Here's another one (sung to the tune of "sailing, sailing, over the
ocean blue"):
Swimming, swimming {make swimming arm motions}
In the swimming pool, {draw rectangle in air}
When days are hot, {wipe forehead sweat}
When days are cold, {hug yourself and shiver}
In the swimming pool. {draw rectangle in air}
Breaststroke, {make breaststroke motions}
Sidestroke, {make sidestroke motions}
Fancy diving too, {make diving motion with one hand}
Don't you wish that you could have {clap}
Nothing else to do ?!
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| 675.16 | Wee Sings tapes | WR1FOR::BREAZEACA | | Tue Feb 05 1991 13:05 | 7 |
| I just bought my 2.2 yr old a couple of tapes for his car-toon
listening pleasure (those drives home can be mighty long some
evenings!) They are put out by Wee Sings and were $3.99 each at
Costco. One tape has about 45 minutes of non-stop nursery rhymes
(Where is Thumbkin, the Loop de Loop song, etc) and the other one has
Sunday School songs on it. He really enjoys listening to them,
although he is not singing along with them yet.
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| 675.17 | Trot Trot | COGITO::FRYE | | Tue Feb 05 1991 22:36 | 11 |
| This is done with the child sitting in your lap, holding him
or her under the armpits, bouncing him up and down in time -
Trot trot to Boston,
Trot trot to Lynn,
Trot trot Baby (or the child's name)
Or you'll fall in! (on this line separate your
legs and "drop" the child down
between - guaranteed giggles!)
Norma
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| 675.18 | | MCIS2::DUPUIS | Love is grand, Divorce is 20 grand | Wed Feb 06 1991 07:34 | 13 |
| re -1
I learned it as: Ride a horse to Boston
Ride a horse to Lynn
Make sure the baby
DON'T FALL IN!!!!
We do it with our legs crossed with the baby sitting in the crook of
the foot and leg of the top leg. When we get to "DON'T..." we let our
leg go slack. The kids love it. Only problem now is every time I sit
with my legs crossed my youngest jumps on my foot and starts
singing....
/red
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| 675.19 | | MOIRA::FAIMAN | light upon the figured leaf | Wed Feb 06 1991 08:58 | 4 |
| I thought it was
When you get to the Charles River
Don't fall in!
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| 675.20 | Same stuff...different flavor... | DEMON::DEMON::CHALMERS | Ski or die... | Wed Feb 06 1991 09:25 | 8 |
| Here's another version:
Chug-chug to Boston, (Bouncing child on your legs)
Chug-chug to Lynn, (More bouncing)
Watch out little baby, (Still more bouncing)
So you don't fall *in*! (Open your legs at "in", letting child
drop slightly)
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| 675.21 | | FROSTY::OBRIEN | Yabba Dabba DOO | Wed Feb 06 1991 10:00 | 7 |
| And yet another version:
Trot trot to Boston
Trot trot to Town
Look out little Baby
You'll fall down (Just let your baby drop back)
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| 675.22 | Some more | MLTVAX::FINAN | She can wade in a drop of dew | Wed Feb 06 1991 11:30 | 35 |
| Here's how I learned it:
Hot trot to Boston (sung while bouncing baby on knees)
To buy a pound of butter
Home again, home again
Oops, dropped you in the gutter (pause after oops and drop baby between
legs)
Also, my daughters favorite version of 5 little Monkees:
Five little monkees sitting in a tree
teasing Mr. Alligator "Can't catch me" (Shake one finger and nod head "No")
Along comes Mr. Alligator quiet as can be (Sing very quietly)
Snap! (clap hands together loudly)
Four little monkees sitting in a tree
.
.
.
Three
.
.
.
Two
.
.
.
One
.
.
.
Snap!
No more monkees!
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| 675.23 | Another version | BCSE::WEIER | Patty, DTN 381-0877 | Wed Feb 06 1991 13:14 | 14 |
| Ride your horse to Boston
Ride your horse to Lynn,
Ride your horse to <your town>
But
don't
fall
*IN*
.... It just occurred to me that this doesn't make ANY sense at
all! But the kids love it ....
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| 675.24 | Grand Ol' Duke of York | FRECKL::AROIAN | | Wed Feb 06 1991 14:29 | 41 |
| Both of mine (3 and 16 mos) love:
Grand Ol' Duke of York
----------------------
(Start with adult sitting on floor, legs
out straight. Child is sitting on
knees either facing in or out)
The Grand Ol' Duke of York (Bounce child up and down slightly)
He had ten thousand men
He marched them up to the top (Bounce, raising knees up - child on top)
of the hill,
and marched them down again. (Bounce, bringing knees back down)
Oh, when you're up, you're up (Bring knees up quickly)
and when you're down, you're (Bring knees back down quickly)
down,
and when you're only half way (Bring knees halfway up)
up,
you're neither up nor down. (Bring knees up then down quickly)
Oh, you sway them to the left (Tip child to the left)
and you sway them to the right (Tip child to the right)
You turn them all the way (Roll back onto your back and turn
upside down, them upside down)
Oh, isn't that a funny sight? (Back to bouncing)
And how about.... (Not sure of the phrases, so I improvise!)
(Start sitting on chair with child
sitting in lap/on knees)
This is the way the ladies ride
Trot, Trot, Trot (Trot knees slowly)
This is the way the gentlemen ride (Trot faster)
Trot, Trot, Trot
And this is the way the farmers ride,
Gallopy, gallopy, gallopy (Trot vigerously)
Over the fence. (Toss child in air)
This is the way the gentlemen ride
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| 675.25 | Oh dear | SMURF::HAECK | Debby Haeck | Thu Feb 07 1991 07:45 | 14 |
| So, does anyone know the words to "Oh dear, what can the matter be?"
Between the fact that I have a son named Jon, and I am forever saying,
"Oh dear, what's the matter?"....
All I remember is:
Oh dear, what can the matter be
Oh dear, what can the matter be
Oh dear, what can the matter be
Johnny's so long at the fair
He promised to by me a basket of posies
He promised to by me ........
............ ribbon to tie up my bonny brown hair
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| 675.26 | Trot Trot | AIMHI::MAZIALNIK | | Thu Feb 07 1991 12:12 | 17 |
| I loved the line about the Charles River...Love that dirty water oh
Trot trot to Boston
Trot trot to Lynn
Look out little boy/girl
Or you might fall in I do pauses between might....fall....in
It causes great anticipation for Eric.
Lynn Lynn the city of sin
You never come out
the way you went in I don't sing this one to Eric, but it sounds
like it has something to do with the Trot
Trot tune.
Donna
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| 675.27 | Cape Ann trotting | JAWS::WOOLNER | Photographer is fuzzy, underdeveloped and dense | Thu Feb 07 1991 12:45 | 21 |
| We do Trot trot to Boston
Trot trot to Lynn
Trot trot to Manchester <or your 3-syllable town>
All fall in!
And at least one nursery rhyme lends itself to trot-trotting:
Doctor Foster
Went to Gloucester
In a shower of rain.
He stepped in a puddle
Right up to his middle
And never went there
AGAIN!
[And while we're "trashing" the North Shore: Manchester-by-the-Sea
Gloucester-by-the-smell
Essex-by-the-clams, and
Beverly-by-the-depot]
Leslie
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| 675.28 | yet another | PHAROS::PATTON | | Thu Feb 07 1991 13:02 | 13 |
| Here's another one...
Trot trot to Boston
Trot trot to Lynn
Trot trot to Salem
And home again [anticipation builds]
Trot trot to Boston
Trot trot to Lynn
Watch out baby...
Or you might fall in! [while dumping baby]
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| 675.29 | Oh dear, what can the matter be | ALLVAX::CREAN | | Thu Feb 07 1991 21:10 | 20 |
| Hope this helps...
Oh dear, what can the matter be ?
Dear, dear, what can the matter be ?
Oh dear, what can the matter be - Johnnie's so long at the fair.
He promised to bring me a basket of posies,
a garland of lilies, a garland of roses,
A little straw hat to set off the blue ribbons
That tie up my bonny brown hair.
He promised he'd buy me a fairing should please me,
And then for a kiss, oh! he vowed he would tease me,
He promised he'd bring me a bunch of blue ribbons
To tie up my bonny brown hair.
He promised to buy me a pair of sleeve buttons,
A pair of new garters that cost him but two pence,
He promised he'd bring me a bunch of blue ribbons
To tie up my bonny brown hair.
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| 675.30 | Turtle In A Box | FROSTY::OBRIEN | Yabba Dabba DOO | Fri Feb 08 1991 10:01 | 14 |
| I know a little turtle
Who lives in a box
He swims in the water
and climbs on the rocks
He snapped at a fly
He snapped at a mosquito
He snapped at me
He caught the fly
He caught the mosquito
But he didn't catch me
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| 675.31 | Two More? | CBROWN::KEAVENEY | | Fri Feb 08 1991 10:20 | 15 |
| Does anyone know the words to the following two "games", RJ knows
them from school (I'll ask today when I pick him up), and wants me
to play them with him, but it's been a LONG time since I played them!!
1. Little Bunny Foo Foo
and
2. I'm bringing home a baby bumble bee, won't my mommy be so proud
of me.... (I know you cup your hands together while you sing it,
and the bumble bee gets splatted at the end.....)
Thanks,
Meg
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| 675.32 | Little Rabbit Foo Foo | NODEX::HOLMES | | Fri Feb 08 1991 11:53 | 29 |
| The version I know goes
Little rabbit foo foo
Hopping through the forest
Scooping up the field mice
And bopping them on the head
Down came the good fairy,
And she said,
Little rabbit foo foo
I don't like your attitude,
Scooping up the field mice,
And bopping them on the head.
I'll give you three more chances,
And if you don't do what I say,
I'll turn you into a goon!
This all repeats three more times with the number of chances
decreasing. Then, when the good fairy comes down,
I gave you three chances,
And you didn't do what I said,
So I'm going to turn you into a goon!
POOF!
The moral of the story is, "Hare today, goon tomorrow!"
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| 675.33 | one _not_ to teach your kids | NAVIER::SAISI | | Fri Feb 08 1991 14:31 | 17 |
| We used to drive my mother crazy with this one.
Does anyone remember:
Nobody likes me.
Everybody hates me.
I'm going to dig some wor-or-orms.
Chorus:
Big, fat, juicy ones.
Ooey, Gooey, squishy ones.
Some with the fuzzy-wuzzy hair.
Cut their heads off.
Suck the guts out.
Throw the skins a-way-ay-ay.
(chorus)
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| 675.34 | some I've played with my chilren and others | WMOIS::B_REINKE | hanging in there | Sun Feb 10 1991 14:15 | 63 |
| okay I'm answering this one at note .17 so i won't forget all the
things I've thought of so far...
1. on the einsey weinsey spider...the way I learned it was to
put the thumb and forfinger of one hand on the finger and thumb
of the other (oppose thumb and finger) then rotate them while
moving your arms up, i.e. move the lower pair above the upper while
raising your arms...for the spider motion..
2. a tickle game that both my children and I liked when small
was
"the bee came out of the barn..." move your hand with the forfinger
extended in a circular fashion
"with a bag under his arm..." continue to make the motion with
your figner and sound a bit ominous
or humorously menacing
"and he's going to go after
*YOU*! and give a quick tickle
3. Trot trot to Boston
*Canter* off to Lynne
when you get to Chelsea bridge
hope you don't fall in! on this line separate your legs
and let the child slide down a
little...
with older children you can hold their hands not their armpits.
4. Horsey rides
There are many versions of this one
the one I use calls for a variation of characters and increasing
the speed or changing the rhythm of the bouncing..
it starts out slow
"this is the way the baby rides ...ti ti tie , ti ti tie
(use your own rhythm words..) this is a slow bounce
then the 'lady' who goes a bit faster...
then the 'farmer' for this I bound one leg and then the other so
the kid moves from side to side, (higgldie pee, higgildie pee)
then the gentleman (faster, trot trot trot, maybe a trotting rhythm)
then finally the huntsman...
gallop and gallop *away*.... on the away...you bend them over
backwards... after a *very* fast bounce...
most small children's appetite for this game far exceeds my
albiitly to keep giving rides...!
Bonnie
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| 675.35 | mores | WMOIS::B_REINKE | hanging in there | Sun Feb 10 1991 14:20 | 19 |
| in re .33
my *mother* used to say that to us when I was young, if any of
us were ungaged in a 'pity' party..
'nobody likes me
everybody hates me
I'm going to the garden to eat some worms...'
and in re 'oh dear, what can the matter be'
my father taught us
"oh dear waht can the matter be
7 old ladies caught in the lavitry
they've been there from sunday till saturday
oh what a horrible plight'
Bonnie
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| 675.36 | thanks | SMURF::HAECK | Debby Haeck | Mon Feb 11 1991 07:46 | 3 |
| re: .29
That's gret. Thanks.
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| 675.37 | Now that makes sense!! | ULTRA::DONAHUE | | Mon Feb 11 1991 12:08 | 23 |
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> 3. Trot trot to Boston
> *Canter* off to Lynne
> when you get to Chelsea bridge
> hope you don't fall in! on this line separate your legs
> and let the child slide down a
> little...
Finally! A version that makes sense!! I had never heard this one
before, so I could never tell WHY the child would fall in when they got
to Lynn!!
Thanks for clarifying this for me!
I grew up with Itsy bitsy spider, You are my Sunshine, I love you a
bushel and a pick, plus others that have come to mind while reading
this note.
Thanks to all of you for jogging my memory! Little Daniel (3 months
old) is reaping the rewards. If you call me singing(?) a reward??? :-)
Norma
Norma
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| 675.38 | No sunshine ?!? | SWSCIM::DIAZ | | Tue Feb 12 1991 08:52 | 11 |
| My almost 2 year old does not like the song "You are my sunshine".
I have no idea why. A couple of weeks ago I started to sing it to her
and she waved her hand at me and said "NO SUNSHINE". I asked the
sitter, and she has no idea. Every once in a while I test it out again
(cruel aren't I)
So I tried "Where is thumbkin", she liked that and sings "run away"
with me. "Pop goes the Weasel" was a big hit. These are great whoever
started this note, thanks,
Jan
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| 675.39 | Words to baby bumblebee song | MLTVAX::FINAN | She can wade in a drop of dew | Tue Feb 12 1991 10:58 | 40 |
| RE: .31
My daughter learned it (in daycare) this way:
I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee (holding hands cupped as if
won't my mommy be so proud of me the bee were inside)
I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee
won't my mommy be so proud of me
Ouch! it stung me
I'm squishing up my baby bumblebee (pretending to squish it)
won't my mommy be so proud of me
I'm squishing up my baby bumblebee
won't my mommy be so proud of me
Yuch! what a mess
I'm licking up my baby bumblebee (pretending to lick hands)
won't my mommy be so proud of me
I'm licking up my baby bumblebee
won't my mommy be so proud of me
Oooh! I feel sick
I'm throwing up my baby bumblebee (pretending to throw up)
won't my mommy be so proud of me
I'm throwing up my baby bumblebee
won't my mommy be so proud of me
Yuck! what a mess
I'm mopping up my baby bumblebee (make mopping action while
won't my mommy be so proud of me singing this verse)
I'm mopping up my baby bumblebee
won't my mommy be so proud of me
No more baby bumblebee!
pretty gross if you ask me,
Robyn
P.S. Megann calls it a baby "stumblebee" rather than bumblebee
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| 675.40 | You Are My Sunshine... | CSC32::DUBOIS | The early bird gets worms | Tue Feb 12 1991 13:20 | 10 |
| My (almost 3 yr old) son goes through stages where he doesn't like a song (or
is tired of it).
I remember when I was little that I loved the song "You are My Sunshine".
However, I misunderstood it. On the second verse where it says "I hung
my head and I cried," I thought "hanging your head" was like hanging a
coat up. When I asked for the song one day, I asked them for the song
with your head on a nail. :-}
Carol
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| 675.41 | The Bakery Shop | FROSTY::OBRIEN | Yabba Dabba DOO | Wed Feb 13 1991 14:40 | 13 |
| 5 little muffins in the bakery shop Holding 5 fingers up
you know the kind with the raisins You can start at 3 if
and cinnamon on top you don't feel like the
along came (baby's name) with a penny to pay five verses :)
he/she took one muffin and ran away
4 - 3 - 2 - 1
Oh there's no little muffins in the bakery shop
you know the kind with the raisins
and cinnamon on top
along came (baby's name) with a penny to pay
WHAT NO MUFFINS and he/she ran away
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| 675.42 | That's adorable! | WORDY::STEINHART | Pixillated | Thu Feb 14 1991 10:03 | 3 |
| RE: The Bakery Shop
I LOVE IT!!!
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| 675.43 | slight variation | BCSE::WEIER | Patty, DTN 381-0877 | Thu Feb 14 1991 10:39 | 22 |
| I heard it just a little different .....
5 (hold up 5 fingers) little muffins in the bakery shop,
The kind with (tilt your head from side to side and pat the sides/top
of your head) cinnamon and raisins on top.
Along came a man (sweep arm) with pennies to pay (hold out hand)
He took that muffin and he ran it away
4-3-2-1
No (shake head no) little muffins in the bakery shop
The kind with (tilt your head from side to side and pat the sides/top
of your head) cinnamon and raisins on top.
Along came a man (sweep arm) with pennies to pay (hold out hand)
and said "WHAT! (hold out hands, palms to sky) No MUFFINS!?"
Also, if you happen to have some kids, you can make each kid be a
muffin and one other kid be the man, and take each of the muffins (one
at a time) and 'take it away'. The kids *LOVE* it!!
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| 675.44 | Music Critic! | BOSOX::KEAVENEY | | Fri Feb 15 1991 08:47 | 12 |
| re .38
RJ has recently learned to say "That's enough", which he LOVES to say
whenever Mommy tries to sing to him!! (I think Daddy taught him this,
as Daddy seems to get a BIG kick out of it!!)
It's also funny how kids pick up songs they hear off the radio, I was
listening to an Aerosmith song on the way home the other day, and which
line did RJ pick up? (....Standing in front just a shaking her ass...)
Can't wait till he sings that one for Nana and Pops!!
Meg
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| 675.45 | Pop Goes the Weasel words? | WORDY::STEINHART | Pixillated | Thu Mar 07 1991 08:57 | 10 |
| Anybody know the words to Pop Goes the Weasel?
Bet that'll stump ya! Haven't found anybody yet who knows em.
Loni likes it when Pa bounces her on his knee with that tune. When he
gets to Pop Goes the Weasel at the end, he lifts and drops her. She
thinks its the greatest.
Thanks in advance.
Laura
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| 675.47 | | MOIRA::FAIMAN | light upon the figured leaf | Thu Mar 07 1991 09:39 | 1 |
| Topic 692 has 15 replies about the words to Pop Goes the Weasel.
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| 675.48 | Another rhyme... | TOWN::DICKSON | | Mon Mar 18 1991 12:16 | 16 |
| Here's another personalized rhyme game that I found in a book titled BABY
GAMES, suitable to play while a baby's lying on his/her back:
(Babyname, babyname) dumpling
Boil her in a pot (lightly tickle)
Sugar her (tap with finger tips)
Butter her (strokes)
Eat her while she's hot! (putting your face to her tummy &
making eating noises).
I think this may be British--can anyone confirm?
Marissa Marissa Dumpling used to shriek with delight when we'd
play this. Now that she's walking we don't play it anymore, however.
--Andrea
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