One day there was a little moose, and do you know what his name is? His name is Chotchie. And do you know what he was doing? He was sitting at the big table in the kitchen, eating some chips, drinking his juice and looking at a school paper about manners. Just then the doorbell rang: "Ding-Dong. Ding-Dong. Ding-Dinga-Ding-Ding: Dong-Dong." Chotchie looked at the door. Then he looked at his school paper. He tried to find the right manner for how to answer the door, but he was having problems with all the words.
One day there was a little moose, and do you know what his name is? His name is Chotchie. And do you know what he was doing? He was sitting at the big...
" Abuelita" Dijo Petunia Cebolla. "Cuentame el raton y el acordeon. "Muy bien" Dijo la abuela. "Pero primero, tenemos que ponernos comodos." Para Petunia y su abuela, ponerse comodos significaba ir al gran sillon cafe con los gigantescos descansabrazos que Petunia usaba para jugar a "escalar la montana." Los enormes cojines eran perfectos para "No toques el piso. Lava Caliente." "Ve por al cobija y yo tendere el fuego." Dijo la abuela. La abuela tenia un horno negro de metal en la esquina de la habitacion. El interior se iluminaba de rojos, amarillos y naranjas cuando le prendian lumbre. Con...
" Abuelita" Dijo Petunia Cebolla. "Cuentame el raton y el acordeon. "Muy bien" Dijo la abuela. "Pero primero, tenemos que ponernos comodos." Para Petu...
The Barnyard Orchestra stopped. Randy stood up on his hind legs and clapped his front feet together. He tried to whistle, but he only made a whooshing sound. A few others also stood up to clap their hooves or paws, but their parents made them sit back down. "Why can't we clap?" Randy asked his mother. "We don't clap until the orchestra is finished," whispered his mother. "But they stopped," said Randy. "That was only the end of the first movement," said his mother. "What's 'moo-ment'?" asked Randy. "In an orchestra, the music they play is sometimes divided into parts called 'movements'," said...
The Barnyard Orchestra stopped. Randy stood up on his hind legs and clapped his front feet together. He tried to whistle, but he only made a whooshing...
Dedicated to parents who are sometimes at a loss as to what and how to feed their growing child(ren), in particular when it comes to responsibilities and involvement in the food preparation process. These recipes offer ideas for creative approaches to proper nutrition and healthy, active participation. Safety, especially in the kitchen, is of utmost importance. Clean hands and clean utensils. Butter knife and spoon. Hand-operated egg beater. No frying in hot oil, no baking in a hot oven, no toaster and no electric mixer or blender. That leaves a fairly limited amount of tools. These recipes...
Dedicated to parents who are sometimes at a loss as to what and how to feed their growing child(ren), in particular when it comes to responsibilities ...
One day there was a little moose, and do you know what his name was? His name was Chotchie, and do you know what he was doing? He was trying to call his best friend, but he couldn't remember the number. "I think there's a seven," said Chotchie. "Maybe two. I'll press seven and seven." Chotchie listened. The phone crackled. "I'll push more sevens," he said. A voice came on the line. "If you'd like to make a call..." "I'm trying to call Goulasche," said Chotchie. "Please hang up and dial, again." "How can I dial again when I don't know the number?" said Chotchie. Just then the doorbell rang.
One day there was a little moose, and do you know what his name was? His name was Chotchie, and do you know what he was doing? He was trying to call h...
One day there was a little moose, and do you know what his name was? His name was Chotchie, and do you know what he was doing? He was looking at his bicycle. Just then his best friend came over, and do you know who it was? It was Goulasche. "Hi, Chotchie," said Goulasche. "Going biking?" "Not today," said Chotchie. "Flat tire?" asked Goulasche. Chotchie shook his head, no. "Chain fell off?" asked Goulasche. Chotchie pointed to where the training wheels used to be. "You took your training wheels off," said Goulasche. "They fell off," said Chotchie. "Put them back on," said Goulasche. "I...
One day there was a little moose, and do you know what his name was? His name was Chotchie, and do you know what he was doing? He was looking at his b...
It was the last day of summer. The barnyard animals woke up before sunrise to plan their last, Special Day together. "My eyes are crusty," said Tornado (the lamb.) "I cannot hold my head up," said Donkey-Lonkey. "My ears hurt," said Big Foot (the rabbit.) "I go avec le Canard," said Poitou (the goat.) "I am not a duck," said Legarth Embden. "I am a goose." "Let us not argue," said Popcorn (the horse.) "It is the last day of summer and we should do something together."
It was the last day of summer. The barnyard animals woke up before sunrise to plan their last, Special Day together. "My eyes are crusty," said Tornad...
A parents' guide for understanding how to help children learn to write freely and develop their own author's voice. Writing should be fun, interesting, exciting and thrilling. One of the best things to hear a child say is, "Here, listen to what I just wrote "
A parents' guide for understanding how to help children learn to write freely and develop their own author's voice. Writing should be fun, interesting...