A Thimble Full of Love

Need a little extra something to let a special little someone know that you are thinking of them? Perhaps a thimble-sized bear will help them remember that you have a heart-sized love for them.

Ah, Nap Time...

I sure do love my little guy, and he is just getting more fun and amusing every day. And he is growing up so very, very fast! Pretty soon he will leave age two behind and become a big three year old.
I have never been much for looking forward to naptime, in fact, I kind of look forward to the day when naps are no longer neccessary. I enjoy having him around. But today the weather was so nice that I really enjoyed having a bit of time to just sit quietly on the front steps and work on a project.
Don't you just love that little hint of fall in the air? It makes me want to decorate my house for Thanksgiving! Do you have any neat Thanksgiving traditions or decorating ideas? I want to come up with a "Thanksgiving tree" this year.

AND THE WINNER IS...

Amy!
Here is her poem:
Truffle was a gnome who lived in a tree,
with one other gnome (or two or three).
Every day he searched without rest
for the food in the forest that he loved best.
Berries were nice, and acorns too
But he was happiest with hot mushroom stew!
He did not like green mushrooms, or brown, or black.
Only red ones with spots he carried home on his back.
He washed them and cut them and put them in a stone pot,
then added turnips and carrots, and boiled until hot.
He served it to his friends in an acorn cap bowl.
They ate and they ate until they were full.
It's a late night for this playful little gnome,
finally nestled into bed in his oak tree home."
Amy, thank you so much for sending your poem! Truffle will be on his way to you tomorrow!

All of the poems we received were so much fun to read and we really enjoyed them all! So, we will pos thtem so that you can enjoy them too.
This one is from Mary:
There once was a Gnome who needed a home and a name ,
So My friend Nora decided to play a game.
This Gnome was so cute
All he needed was a Flute.
For I think he looks quite Like David,
From a show,
quite long ago,
But now I am surely dated.
Thank you so much Mary!

And my Dad sent in this one preceded by a bit of Shakespeare:
Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,
And for that name which is no part of thee
Take all myself.
- William Shakespeare
What’s in a gname?
That which we call a gnome
By any other name
Would feel as soft and cuddly
Thou he lacketh Hearth and Home
He lacketh Gnot love
He gnoweth gno evil
And seeketh Gno harm
He only wants a gname
Perhaps one
With a silent G at the start
Something like Gnat
But not quite exactly that
Something more Gnoble
Something that doesn’t buzz or
Agnoy (annoy)
Something Gnobody would disparage
And Gnobody would frown over
A gname that would bring a smile and
A gname that would be Gnoticed
I can only think of one
Gnorman. Rockwell
Only someone named Gordon could write a poem with that many "G"s. :) Thank you, Dad.

Jason's Mom also sent in a poem which was short, but great!
There once was a gnome named Barney
who needed a place to stay,
he went to see his friend Arnie;
Who told him he should be on his way.
Thank you for sending us that! We loved it!


And, last but not least, we received this poem:
The Saga of the Jewish Gnome
by
Jeff & Amanda Wait

There once was a gnome
And he was Jewish.
He ate a mushroom
And it turned him blueish.

He had a brother
His name was Fred.
He ate a mushroom
And it made him dead.

Ther was a sister
She ate one too.
And that one gave her
The dizzy flu.

He had a cousin
His name was Bob.
He ate a mushroom
And lost his job.

He had a mother
She ate one too.
She liked it so much
She made a stew.

A neighbor came by
And ate some stew.
He then ran in circles
What else could he do.

There's no more to say
About this Jewish gnome.
Just don't eat the mushrooms
That grow around his home.
Wow! what a great poem you two!!!
Thank you all for participating! We really enjoyed all of your great poems!

A Contest!!

We would like to introduce our Gnome:

This little gnome

needs a name and a home

So send us a poem!

Contest rules: Send us a descriptive poem introducing this gnome. It can be elaborate, funny and/or imaginative as long as you give the gnome a name. The winner will become the proud parent of this little fellow and his bright red fungus, which both happen to be safe and sturdy rattles suitable for infants. You may also want to display them in your home (provided you have an affinity for gnomes)*. The deadline for this contest is July 10, 2011. Submissions must be made by email to norajeanwait@gmail.com. The winner will be announced on July 14, 2011 on this blog and will include the winning poem. Please provide your name and contact information (mailing address and email address, this information will not be shared) along with the poem.

* we accept no responsibility for any further gnome collecting after the acquisition of this gnome. Collect at your own risk.

Tea For Two...

...And Two for Tea.