On Monday; when the sun is hot
I wonder to myself a lot:
“Now is it true, or is it not,
“That what is which and which is what?”
On Tuesday, when it hails and snows,
The feeling on me grows and grows
That hardly anybody knows
If those are these or these are those.
On Wednesday, when the sky is blue,
And I have nothing else to do,
I sometimes wonder if it’s true
That who is what and what is who.
On Thursday, when it starts to freeze
And hoar-frost twinkles on the trees,
How very readily one sees
That these are whose — but whose are these?
“Yes, it is, isn’t it?” said Kanga, not waiting to hear what happened on Friday.
Oh my gosh! I have the cutest nieces and nephews of all times and no hope of ever having children that adorable. I should just not have them and dote of yours my whole life 🙂
P.S. Whose is the puppy?
What a fun week! Cute way to capture it too. Oh, and I LOVE that pic of the puppy!
Hey Carrie- The puppy is a neighbors. We went to see them yesterday. So did you see that I updated this entry with more pictures from the kids’ day out with Aunt Leslee? She took them to Temple Square and to the Liberty Park splash park. They came home saying that Auntie Les is their favorite. Sorry, you’ve been replaced! -A
That last comment was posted by Leslee!
Love this post. What a fun week 🙂
I shall never be replaced. Leslee doesn’t send them awesome post cards from Thailand and when I’m in the country no one sacrifices more of her time to dedicate to the sheer spoiling of her nieces and nephews.