My Three Blessings

Three of us afloat in the meadow by the swing, Three of us abroad in the basket on the lea. Winds are in the air, they are blowing in the spring, And waves are on the meadow like the waves there are at sea. Where shall we adventure, to-day that we're afloat, Wary of the weather and steering by a star? Shall it be to Africa, a-steering of the boat, To Providence, or Babylon or off to Malabar? Hi! but here's a squadron a-rowing on the sea-- Cattle on the meadow a-charging with a roar! Quick, and we'll escape them, they're as mad as they can be, The wicket is the harbour and the garden is the shore. Pirate Story by Robert Louis Stevenson (From A Child's Garden of Verses...thank you, SK!) Little known facts about my kids: DN loves dinosaurs and can recite a dinosaur for every letter of the alphabet forward, backwards, and in random order.  She is planning to be an artist/baker/paleontologist when she grows up. LT named all of his toy horses "Goofy."  He named his bumblebee Pillow Pet, "Buh-Bye."   RT is named after a real estate agent I saw on HGTV two weeks before I had the twins.  She will jump up and down and laugh maniacally if you offer her candy or a popsicle.