Tuesday, February 02, 2010

Happy Groundhog Day!

The Jolly Woodchuck
The woodchuck's very very fat
But doesn't care a pin for that.
When nights are long and the snow is deep,
Down in his hole he lies asleep.
Under the earth is a warm little room
The drowsy woodchuck calls his home.
Rolls of fat and fur surround him,
With all his children curled around him,
Snout to snout and tail to tail.
He never wakes in the wildest gale;
When icicles snap and the north wind blows
He snores in his sleep and rubs his nose.
Marion Edley and Dorothy Grider

Hm, I don't think I'd mind sleeping the winter away in a warm, snug burrow while the winds of winter howled and the snow fell outside my door. Those rolls of fat, however, are another story.


Anonymous judy said...

That's the Anna Rose 'Smile'I know!Thanks for the poem Emmy,Logan was so excited about Groundhog Day coming up,that we actually watched the official ceremony on TV this morning.Very silly indeed ~

6:21 PM  
Blogger Emily said...

Anna read a fun book this morning called Groundhog Day by Gail Gibbons. Then she launched into some crafts of her own devising: a pop-up groundhog, a groundhog vs. fox board game, and the cute sign she is holding in the photo, now hanging over the doorway into the dining room. We don't usually do anything special, but this was a nice change of pace. Hope Logan had a fun day, too! It's okay to be silly sometimes, right?

6:37 PM  
Blogger Richele said...

You made me laugh! It would be nice not to care about the rolls of fat though, me thinks.

9:05 PM  
Blogger Marci said...

She is getting so big. Great picture!! I loved the poem.

5:23 AM  
Anonymous Lynn said...

Now that picture is priceless! That is the sweetest little face ever. Oh.

And about those rolls of fat. That's another matter altogether with me as well! But curling up sleeping? It seems that appeals to me more and more.


3:42 PM  
Blogger Persuaded said...

"Rolls of fat and fur surround him,
With all his children curled around him,"

Now, that has to be the most adorable rhyme ever♥

11:36 AM  
Blogger Emily said...

Rolls of fat on a woodchuck are adorable, on a baby delightful, on a grown woman...ahem.

I know....eleven on her next birthday. Somebody stop the clock!

Thank you for the compliments. I will pass them on to Anna Rose. Oh, and I so look forward to curling up to sleep at the end of the day; the older I get, the more appeal it has!

Yes, isn't that a great word picture? Woodchucks can be so cunning even though they do wreak havoc on the garden.

1:29 PM  

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