Monday, October 08, 2007
Let us count the reasons why in a List Poem:
1 For the use of the word 'beeswax' which I have always used and loved.
2 For the children floating through the air below and above!
3 Riding bikes, old ladies fussing, easy off Nie's Nie's shoulders,
4 Girls reading Junie B over and over.
5 The decor Nie Nie flourished as easily as wildflowers grow,
6 The secret to a happy life, something Nie Nie knows.
7 Love, love, in every post, every snort and snarl and poop
8 The joy and unity that we see from the Nielson troop.
I found Nie Nie right before the accident, and find myself in love with her and her family. I am M A G P I E at poemsandnovels.blogspot.com
Maggie May Ethridge
Originally posted October 8, 2007
Today I went on a bike ride with the children and Mr. Nielson.
I had gigs (nickname for Nicholas because Oliver couldn't say NICHolas, but could say GIGolas and then it became Gigs. Sometimes gigers, gig-o-rama, gigmister,and so forth.)
on the back of my cruiser and Mr. Nielson had Jane (who wants to be called "winny") and Ollie in the chariot.
Claire rode her own bike.
Of course we don't strap our children in the chariot,
because we are awesome parents.
Anyway, as we were minding our own beezwax, some lady with big hair and foot long cigarette,( but my children call them ZIGGeretts) stopped us to say that we were basically the worst parents on the planet.
Can you imagine what she would think if she came to the house?
The children may or may not be jumping off the couch in a big pile of pillows and
stuff like that.
Claire reading Junie B.
But what little girl DOES NOT read Junie B?