Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Eliza's first poem

Eliza: Hey Mom, listen to this....
I need a chair
to go over there.
I need cheese, and sauce, and a bagel
I want a pizza bagel
I will make it
and you bake it.

Me: Wow Liza!
Eliza: I know, it rhymes.

I snuck a little bite and it was really good!

4 comments:

Linda Bennett said...

If she can write a poem like that at age 3~ she is going to be a brilliant poet someday!

Bethany said...

That what I was thinking. ;)

Paige said...

Love it Eliz!

nelly said...

I remember learning that I could get a lot of the things that I wanted when I could come up with a cute way to ask Mom for it. I don't think I figured it out until I was a lot older though. Eliza is so advanced. Truly.