OK, this is inspired by another thread. Which means I kinda stole the idea, but not really. This doesn’t belong in that other thread . But it’s kinda similar. Except where it’s different.
There’s a song I taught Soupo. Actually we made it up. Both of us. Soupo helped. We ripped off the tune to “Wheels on the Bus” but changed the words. (I’ve also added verses to “Wheels on the Bus”, but you’ll have to ask if you want to know what they are.) It goes like this…
Once upon a time there was a (name of animal)
Was a (name of animal).
Was a (name of animal).
Once upon a time there was a (name of animal)
And it ate (something that the animal would eat or just something silly.)
So, for instance, it could be…
Once upon a time there was a horse.
Was a horse.
Was a horse.
Once upon a time there was a horse,
And it ate hay.
or the last line could be…
And it ate the Chrysler Building.
And for the next verse, it’s different animal, and it eats something else. One time we were singing this song and we got to “crocodile”. Both Uncle Skippy and I sang “And it ate Steve Irwin.” at the same time. That was funny. But this isn’t really about the song. It’s about Soupo singing it while we were walking to the Church Festival down the street. He sang about the dog that ate “daddy’s arm.” and he’d crack up. Then the duck that ate “daddy’s other arm.” and he’d crack up. Then the fish that ate “daddy’s leg.” and he’d crack up. Then the bird the ate “daddy’s other leg.” and he’d crack up.
Soupo sang about daddy (that would be me) being eaten down to a stump of a torso. So you see, this song has hours of fun built right in. True story.(You can also sing it back and forth. One person decides what animal you’re singing about, and the next person decides what it eats. They get to choose the next animal. You see how it goes.)
-Rue.
Thanks, Rue, I think we are going to the Renaissance Festival* tomorrow (it’s kids free day) and may need a new song for the drive up.
The Ren Fest? Does that start already? I don’t think I’ll get there till October, the way things look now. Enjoy a joust for me. (Eh, it’s all fake. Did you see the way he fell off that horse? Wait a minnit… he fell off his horse in plate armour! Too cool!)
Something else you might consider taking the Olethlings to… Udder Chaos. (Also good for other Cincinnati-Dayton area Dopers. With or without Dopelings.)
-Rue.
I like Olethlings, it has a certain ring to it. As for the RENfest, yes, apparently it kicked in last weekend. It runs weekends until October 21. I haven’t been to one of these in years, but as the male heir is given to fits of swordsmanship it seems just the thing. Gotta love a three year old whose favourite movie is the The Princess Bride. Sometimes he is Zorro, though. And the female heir has a thing for princess and magic ponies, I hope this can be handled. Anyway, since the weather is delightful and the kids are free, I think we shan’t pass up the opportunity.
Oh, and thanks for the UC link, do you know any place nearby where they raise pigs (exclusively)?
Bad news on the pig farm front. I know nothing. But if you find anything, drop me a line, willya? Soupo’s decided he wants a pet pig. He ain’t getting one, but we could still let him see some sausage-on-the-hoof.
They do have some pigs (three, I think) at Parky’s Farm in Winton Woods Park. And cows, and ponies and goats and chickens and turkeys and sheep. But soon after schools start, they all go back to their home farm.
Hey! Maybe the Park Guy would know where they got their pigs from. Dunno, but you could do all the legwork, so I don’t have to. It’s a perfect plan.
Rue - I found Youngs Jersey Dairy in Yellow Springs which has a petting zoo with pigs in. Also, Soupo might like a Cincinatti Pigs Poster. Am I the only person to find garishly painted porcelain pigs slightly disturbing?
Puddin’, did you notice the Young’s Jersey Dairy was the same link as the Udder Chaos? Don’t take that as snippy as it sounds. I had no idea they had a petting zoo, and I linked the same site.
Thanks for looking out for me and my boy. You have an awesome knowlege of the area, considering you live in a completely different country.
And, yeah, the pigs were a bit creepy. Especially when you would run into them on the street. There was one pig covered in little mirrors. Like a pig shaped disco ball. I didn’t see it in real life, but I don’t think I’d want to.
Huzzah! again for your new job in the bookstore. Can you work in your genie pants, or aren’t they that casual?
-Rue.
I did not notice that. Huh. That’ll learn me to click on links afore I do my keen-bean google act.
I have not yet been briefed as to the dress policy of the bookshop. Perhaps if they were very discreet genie pants. Or maybe if they had a pattern of books on them. I could blend in. But then the customers might not see me. It’s a dilemma and a half.
Here in Lexington, Ky., we had Horse Mania, and included was a disco-ball horse. Most were beautiful, though. If you click the link, check out Horse Shoes, the horse done by my artist friend.
(I saw the piggies, too, Rue. Some seeped over into Northern Kentucky, though I also saw some authentic Porkopolis ones.)