What do you get when you cross a parrot with a centipede? A walkie talkie! ~
What kind of animal goes OOM? A cow walking backwards! ~ What happens when a frog’s car breaks down? He gets toad away. ~ What do you get when you cross a porcupine with a balloon? POP! ~ Why did the tomato blush? Because it saw the salad dressing! ~ Knock Knock! Who's there?
Olive. Olive who?
Olive here, now let me in!
Have you checked out Imagine Childhood yet? All of the items in their shop are carefully chosen and each
one encourages a child to be the master of their own experience,
inviting them to explore, invent, and imagine. Their blog is just as wondrous. One of my favorites is their Nature Walk series (take a look here, here, and here).
Readers from all over the world send in pictures of their nature walks
and I find it absolutely fascinating - I think you will too! They have
a Nature Walk Flickr group as well. As soon as I get my act together, you'll be able to see pictures of our walks here in Idaho :)
is a program of the National Wildlife Federation. They have a weekly
newsletter with simple ideas and activities that you can do with your
children outside for an hour everyday. Some of the recent topics are
Backyard Picnic, Pigeons, Common Scents and Night Crawlers.
The 100 Species Challenge is a great way to motivate the kids to explore your local flora and fauna. Get started with a notebook and a couple of identification books for your local area.
I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced, but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A Poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed--and gazed--but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.