Send in the Clowns

Do your kids like clowns ? Have they fear of clowns ? Do you like clowns ? Where do you see them ? Do you go to circus ? Or street festivals ? Do you invite clowns for the birthday party ? Do the kids like the tricks clowns do with balloons ? Do they have a clown toy ? Tell me your story, here is mine...

"Papi, why are the clowns always laughing ?" asked the Little Girl.
"They laugh whenever they see a small kid.", answered Papi.
"Always ? they see a kid and they laugh ?"
"Yes Little Girl, but there are also sad clowns, not many"
"When they do not see a kid they stop laughing ?", asked the Little Girl.
"I do not know, never been with a clown without a small kid." answered Papi.

The Little Girl was marveled with the clown. The clown pinched the Little Girl's nose, the Little Girl pressed the big red nose of the clown and it honked. The clown blew a balloon and made it like a dog, the Little Girl grabbed the balloon and barked. The clown grabbed 3 balls from his big pockets and juggled the balls. the Little Girl took a jumping ball from her pocket, threw it in the air and caught it.
The Little Girl was amazed with the clown, she was watching him performed all the nice tricks to all the kids that came by.
But the clown needed to rest, so he stopped, and moved away saying he would come back.
"Papi, let's follow the clown, let's look if he smiles when he is far away from the kids.", said the Little Girl.
The clown went to the back of the tent. in the back of the tent was a sick dog, and the clown gave water to the dog, and spoke nice calm words. The clown was sad.
"Papi, the clown is sad", said the girl.
The clown heard her and turned around, but he still had the big smile on his face.
"Papi, the dog is sick but the clown is happy!", said the Little Girl.
"The clowns are always happy!", said Papi.
"Papi ?", asked the Little Girl.
"Yes ?"
"Are you a clown ?"

The Ball

Do your kids like their toys ? Do they loose their toys ? What happens when your kids cannot find their favorite toys ? Do you help them find the toys ? Do you improvise a treasure hunt ? Or a search and rescue ? Are there typical spots where the toys end up being lost ? Tell me your story, here is mine...


Happy face. Sad Face. Happy face. Where is my ball?
The shooting star flashes in the night sky, all the flowers went to sleep. But where is my ball ?
I cannot find my ball, I cannot ask the pretty flower. The pretty flower is sleeping, and the shooting star did not wake up the pretty flower.

Look down, look up, where is my ball ?
Look left, look right, where is my ball ?
Open your eyes and count the flowers. One pretty flower, two pretty flowers, three. Four pretty flowers, five pretty flowers, six. Where is my ball ?
All the flowers are sleeping, I cannot ask the pretty flowers. Where is my ball ?
Follow the shooting star, follow the shooting star. The shooting star knows where is my ball.
Happy face. Sad Face. Happy face. I found my ball!
Sleep pretty flower, I found my ball, now I can go to bed and fall asleep.