Fall Lapsit, Tuesday Nov 14

Fall Lapsit Story Time
Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Books:
From Head to Toe (Carle)
I Ain’t Gonna Paint No More (Beaumont)

Hello everybody and how are you? from head to toe
How are you, how are you?
Hello everybody and how are you?
How are you today?

Who’s that, tapping at my window,
Who’s that, knocking at my door?
Abby, knocking at my window,
Michael, knocking at my door.

Head and shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes
Head and shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes
Eyes and ears and mouth and nose,
Head and shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes

Hana hana hana kuchi
Kuchi kuchi kuchi mimi
Mimi mimi mimi Me!
(Nose nose nose mouth;
Mouth mouth mouth ear;
Ear ear ear eye!) [Japanese]

There are bubbles in the air, in the air
There are bubbles in the air, in the air
There are bubbles in the air,
There are bubbles everywhere,
There are bubbles in the air, in the air …
There are bubbles way up high, Way up high up in the sky …
There are bubbles way down low, there are bubbles on your toe …

(tune -- Frere Jacques)
Hello Bubbles Hello Bubbles
Come and land, come and land
Right in the middle, right in the middle
Of my hand, of my hand (call & response;
Please sing on second line as I blow bubbles)
One little, two little, three little bubbles
Four little, five little, six little bubbles
Seven little, eight little, nine little bubbles
Ten little bubbles go POP POP POP
Pop, pop, pop, let’s pop those bubbles
Pop, pop, pop, let’s pop those bubbles
Pop, pop, pop, let’s pop those bubbles,
at the library!

Eggs!
Way up high in the apple tree
Two little apples smiled at me.
I shook that tree as hard as I could Down came the apples! MMM!
They were good!

Pop, pop, pop
Put the corn in the pot
Pop, pop, pop
Shake it 'til it's hot
Pop, pop, pop
Lift the lid and what have you got?
Popcorn!

Little leaves fall gently down
Orange and red, yellow and brown
Whirling whirling round and round
Down, down, down!
Pease porridge hot
Pease porridge cold
Pease porridge in the pot
Nine days old
Some like it hot
Some like it cold
Some like it in the pot
Nine days old.
PIZZA PIE HOT. . . in the box

First you spread the peanut butter
Then you spread the jam
You put a slice of bread on top
And eat up all you can
You take your sticky fingers
And you wipe them on your pants
And you do a little wiggle
For the peanut butter dance!

I’m stretching very tall Aint going to paint2
And now I’m very small
Now tall Now small
Now I’m a tiny ball
The more we get together
Together, together
The more we get together
The happier we’ll be
‘Cause your friends are my friends
And my friends are your friends
The more we get together
The happier we’ll be! Sing—play—read!

Thanks for sharing stories and songs with me!
 Ms. Laurel

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