Tuesday, April 22, 2008

I made a tornado

I was going through the pile of mail in the kitchen while Timmy sat at the counter and ate a snack. "We need more lemonade." he said and looked at me. I looked back at him, and then at the empty pitcher, and at the cupboard where the container of Country Time mix sat waiting. He got the message and went to the cupboard and got it out and started making a new pitcher-full.

"I made a tornado!" He said to himself as he stirred it around.

"Try not to make a mess" was the sentance that came out of my mouth, but at the same time I smiled at the simple act of a kid doing something that everyone does, totally in the moment of it.

The things we all do that are simple and pointless and fun, such as being the weather. I wrote a poem about it:

I stir the lemonade, I make a tornado.

I blow into milk, I make a volcano.

I point the hose up to the sky, I make a rainbow.

I slide around in the bathtub, I make waves.

I shake the poster board, I make thunder.

I pull apart the staticky sheets, I make lightning.

I steam up the shower, I make fog.

I tilt the watering can, I make rain.

OK so I am really bad at poetry. Help me out. Add some lines of your own.


Anonymous said...

In the same spirit- I snap bubble wrap - I make farts. Aunt Anon.

Heather Leigh said...

I eat beans & rice, I make wind.