07 November 2012

Labelaloona

You want to know how I know our kid is actually listening to us?

Every time we spy a full moon, we sigh and say "la bella luna". And sometimes we launch into a couple of lines of That's Amore, when the moon hits your eye, like a big pizza pie. It's just one of those things we do.

I finally got around to addressing the third grade pile - all the writing and collages and spelling tests and math quizzes and the report on the arctic hare. [Yes, she's in fourth grade, but I've been a little swamped. An unplanned week at home helped.] I was entirely charmed by a set of poems she'd written, and completely undone by this one.



Labelaloona. La bella luna. Oh beautiful moon. Oh beautiful child, you light up my sky night and day.

14 comments:

Kizz said...

The poem and the kid are treasures.

readersguide said...

Aww. Maybe it's just the day, but that brought a tear to my eye.

FreshHell said...

Beautiful and perfect.

Mental P Mama said...

Love this. And I feel like she should have received a "check plus"!

the sandwich life said...

love, love, love this!

RuthWells said...

That's just lovely.

Janet said...

that's one to save :-)

Lady M said...

I love it!

Rima said...

I really like the spelling. And, of course, the poem.

alejna said...

So wonderful. The poem is a treasure. (So is she.)

alejna said...

(I really should read all the comments before posting. Imagine I'd gone to the thesaurus to find a synonym for "treasure" before posting.)

Joybells said...

Oh my. Flash. What a poem!

Jocelyn said...

I find I'm undone, as well.

If it ever comes to you needing to send her out for fostering (as a page, perhaps) at the nearest castle, may mine be the castle.

susan said...

So awesome. Happy, happy b-day to Miss M.--and happy 9 years of parenting to you. So glad I get to read so many stories here.

We burst into "I see the moon...." upon seeing the moon.