Posts Tagged ‘Spring’

Tommy Tittlemouse

Little Tommy Tittlemouse
Lived in a little house.
He caught fishes
In other men’s ditches.

Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary

Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle-shells
And pretty maids all in a row.

Rain

Rain, rain go away
Little Sammi wants to play
Rain, rain go away
Come again some other day

Switch out Sammi for your child’s name. Little ones love hearing their name in a song or rhyme. They feel very special. They are also more attentive because it connects to them personally.

Here is the Beehive

Tune: “Rock-a-bye Baby“

Here is the beehive
{hand in a fist}
Where are the bees?
{shrug shoulders}
Hidden inside
{point to fisted hand}
Where nobody sees
{shake head and wag finger in “no”}
Watch as the bees
Come out of the hive
1, 2, 3, 4, 5
{open fist one finger at a time till all 5 are showing}

Then tickle your child. This is a great one for all ages and helps build anticipation in the littlest ones.

Robin Redbreast

Little Robin Redbreast sat upon a rail,
Niddle, naddle went his head,
Wiggle, waggle went his tail.

Robin’s Nest

Here’s a nest for a Robin Redbreast.
{cup hands to form nest}
Here’s a hive for a Busy Bee.
{form fist for beehive}
Here’s a hole for a Jack Rabbit-
{make circle with thumb and forefinger}
And a house for me.
{fingertips together to form roof line}

5 Little Chickens

Said the first little chicken with a queer little squirm,
“Oh, I wish I could find a fat little worm!”

Said the second little chicken with an odd little shrug,
“Oh, I wish I could find a fat little bug!”

Said the third little chicken with a little sigh of grief,
“Oh, I wish I could find a green little leaf!”

Said the fourth little chicken with a sharp little squeal,
“Oh, I wish I could find some nice yellow meal!”

Said the fifth little chicken with a faint little moan,
“Oh, I wish I could find a wee gravel stone!”

“Now see here!” said their mother from the green garden patch,
“If you want any breakfast, you just come here and scratch!”

Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Pat

Pitter-patter, pitter-pat
The rain goes on for hours.
And though it keeps me in the house
It’s very good for flowers.