Mary, Mary

This afternoon, when I picked up the kids, I was beckoned to sit and watch the production that they had put together.

Kade took me by the hand and led me to the recliner and told me to "sit Mommy...and you ha to be ka-wyatt!" as he put his pointer finger on his lips.

So I sat patiently and waited for the children to recite this poem:

Mary, Mary, quite con-grary,

How does your garden g-row?

With sliver be-yals and taco be-yals

And pretty manes all row!!

It was the cutest thing that I have ever seen..."taco bells"!!! Hahahahaha!!!!