Thursday, December 20, 2007

One Moovelous Morning

I fell asleep with the TV on last night. I woke up to a puppet of a singing dairy cow flapping his gums about reading.

Maybe it was because the sun wasn't up. Perhaps it was the frightening eyes of that little calf. It could have Dasha, the bird with the afro puffs. I think she was a token duck, there to add diversity.

All I know is that I couldn't tear my eyes away. I watched the entire episode of Wilbur this morning.

What did I learn? That reading is moovelous.

Don't get it twisted.