How Twinkle Twinkle became a part of Thanksgiving dinner
Some ramblings from this week.
I'll fill you in on the Chris Mueller story this weekend.
sarah xo
Tiny tales from the studio of Sarah Crosbie and the K-Rock 105.7 Morning Krew:
We’re not religious people, but every Thanksgiving, we have to all cross our arms against our chests, hold the hands of the people next to us and sing a hymn my mother sang at the dinner table when she was little: “Be present at our table, Lord. Be here and every where adored. (Something, something, something … we often mumble through the middle) “… with thee. Amen.”
This year was the first year my three-year-son has really been at the table with all of us.
As soon as we launched into the song, he started to sob. (You’d probably cry too if you heard the 20 of us singing off key together.)
When grace was over, he wiped away a tear.
“Now Twinkle Twinkle!” he said.
And so, now we have a new tradition.
After we sing grace, we launch into Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.
Don’t you love traditions?
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Always wanted to see The Tragically Hip? What about seeing them in Amsterdam – at a sold-out show? K-Rock 105.7 wants to send you and a friend to Holland to see Gord Downie, Gord Sinclair, Johnny Fay, Rob Baker and Paul Langlois. All you have to do is cut the ballot out of The Whig-Standard each day, fill it out, bring here to the radio station, 863 Princess St., and wait for us to call your name at 8 a.m., noon, 4 and 7 p.m. You’ll have 10 minutes, 57 seconds to call in and qualify. Then, all the qualifiers will gather at the Grizzly Grill on Oct. 28 and draw a grand-prize winner. Send us a postcard.
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File this one under kids say the darndest things: My son is obsessed with Tranformers, Bakugan and Ben Ten. (Don’t know what Bakugan is all about, don’t want to know. Hopefully this is a short-lived phase.) He’s also developing a bit of thing for dinosaurs. We have a massive book on all the creatures that we read every night. It’s like Fun Times With Phonics And Sarah as I try to phonetically sound out all these huge words: Pachycephalosaurus and Rhamphorhynchus and Micropachycephalosaurus.
My son asked why there aren’t dinosaurs anymore.
“They all died,” I said.
This is like the time when my son asked me how it is the sky made rain. I’m not entirely, 100% sure. I should have paid better attention in Grade 3.
“Sweetie, they just all became extinct. Let’s leave it at that.”
Hours later, my son wanted to talk dinosaurs again.
“Mommy, all the dinosaurs died. You know why?” he asked.
“Why, honey?”
“They all stink,” he said.
“Extinct,” I corrected him.
“Yeah, they stink!”
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Haven’t thought of a Halloween costume this year? One of the big costumes is supposed to be Kate Gosselin, from the reality TV show Jon and Kate Plus 8. All week, listen for your cue to call and instantly win $50 to Audrey’s Costume Castle. Or, e-mail us your Halloween pictures to havoc@krock1057.ca. Each day we’ll choose one qualifier from e-mail too. Then, we’ll choose one grand prize winner who’ll get $400 to Audrey’s, a dinner for eight at the Grizzly Grill, plus entrance to all the Hub Halloween parties. Ain’t that boo-tiful?
I'll fill you in on the Chris Mueller story this weekend.
sarah xo
Tiny tales from the studio of Sarah Crosbie and the K-Rock 105.7 Morning Krew:
We’re not religious people, but every Thanksgiving, we have to all cross our arms against our chests, hold the hands of the people next to us and sing a hymn my mother sang at the dinner table when she was little: “Be present at our table, Lord. Be here and every where adored. (Something, something, something … we often mumble through the middle) “… with thee. Amen.”
This year was the first year my three-year-son has really been at the table with all of us.
As soon as we launched into the song, he started to sob. (You’d probably cry too if you heard the 20 of us singing off key together.)
When grace was over, he wiped away a tear.
“Now Twinkle Twinkle!” he said.
And so, now we have a new tradition.
After we sing grace, we launch into Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.
Don’t you love traditions?
*
Always wanted to see The Tragically Hip? What about seeing them in Amsterdam – at a sold-out show? K-Rock 105.7 wants to send you and a friend to Holland to see Gord Downie, Gord Sinclair, Johnny Fay, Rob Baker and Paul Langlois. All you have to do is cut the ballot out of The Whig-Standard each day, fill it out, bring here to the radio station, 863 Princess St., and wait for us to call your name at 8 a.m., noon, 4 and 7 p.m. You’ll have 10 minutes, 57 seconds to call in and qualify. Then, all the qualifiers will gather at the Grizzly Grill on Oct. 28 and draw a grand-prize winner. Send us a postcard.
*
File this one under kids say the darndest things: My son is obsessed with Tranformers, Bakugan and Ben Ten. (Don’t know what Bakugan is all about, don’t want to know. Hopefully this is a short-lived phase.) He’s also developing a bit of thing for dinosaurs. We have a massive book on all the creatures that we read every night. It’s like Fun Times With Phonics And Sarah as I try to phonetically sound out all these huge words: Pachycephalosaurus and Rhamphorhynchus and Micropachycephalosaurus.
My son asked why there aren’t dinosaurs anymore.
“They all died,” I said.
This is like the time when my son asked me how it is the sky made rain. I’m not entirely, 100% sure. I should have paid better attention in Grade 3.
“Sweetie, they just all became extinct. Let’s leave it at that.”
Hours later, my son wanted to talk dinosaurs again.
“Mommy, all the dinosaurs died. You know why?” he asked.
“Why, honey?”
“They all stink,” he said.
“Extinct,” I corrected him.
“Yeah, they stink!”
*
Haven’t thought of a Halloween costume this year? One of the big costumes is supposed to be Kate Gosselin, from the reality TV show Jon and Kate Plus 8. All week, listen for your cue to call and instantly win $50 to Audrey’s Costume Castle. Or, e-mail us your Halloween pictures to havoc@krock1057.ca. Each day we’ll choose one qualifier from e-mail too. Then, we’ll choose one grand prize winner who’ll get $400 to Audrey’s, a dinner for eight at the Grizzly Grill, plus entrance to all the Hub Halloween parties. Ain’t that boo-tiful?
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