"As long as it isn't that rump a tum tum one," I answered, "or the twelve days." That one always gives me flashbacks to Seventies t.v.
Long days with children who can't differentiate between pine cones, pineapples, and porcupines. I slip off to my mental playground.
1 pear
Pair of pears
Parrot
Pair of parrots
Partridge Family
1 apple
Pineapple
Pine cones
Coneheads
Corn on the cob
Pair of mittens
Pair of peppers
Pail of peppers
Puppy puppet
Sock puppet
Pair of socks
Pair of dogs
Prairie dog
Peacock
Peanut butter
Peanut butter and jelly
Pizza chef
[Pepperoni with mushrooms, black olives, and green pepper]
Potato Head in bed
Porcupine
Bongo polar bears
Poinsettia
Had to go forth to purchase pine cones, peppers, and pears for a photo shoot. DFW is not a conifer-friendly metroplex, so pine cones don't just hang around waiting to be photographed.
Good grief, about a decade ago I ripped this funny illustration of Mr. Potato Head off to snoozeville out of a magazine. Found the clipping while looking for something completely different, but it still makes me laugh. Nothing on the page or reverse indicates the source.
© 2011 Nancy L. Ruder
2 comments:
That is a funny picture of Mr. Potato Head. I'm glad you saved it.
It makes me laugh, too! And so do you.
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