Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Silly Siblings

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take

The three Loxley girls sat together on a lazy afternoon.

“Old King Cole was a merry old soul…..” I lead off.

“And a merry old soul was he,” chimed in my sisters.

We rattled off as many old nursery rhymes as we could remember. Once we were all stumped and could not remember the words, Peg ran to retrieved her old nursery rhyme book once read to her sons now read to her grandsons. One by one we rattled off words that we grew up with over 55-65 years ago. We laughed as we struggled to remember and delighted in this game. Nursery rhymes took us a step further in our building of new memories.

God is great
God is good
And we thank him for this food.

A prayer we all knew from our earliest memories. We had advanced to the next set of recitations.

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul……

What???? We are praying that we might be dead before morning? At that morbid thought, we decided that our game of memory might be at an end. Nursery rhymes filled with death and injury. Prayers preparing children for a night of longer sleep. On that note, we needed a snack.

Three sisters laughed and until eyes watered. We pulled memories from the past and made them new again. I think maybe I’ll take Shel Silverstein the next time.

Life is good when siblings remember together.


  1. Do children learn nursery rhymes these days? I knew them all as a child, and I taught them to my own children, too. You might be interested in a delightful book I have: 'Pop Goes the Weasel: The Secret Meanings of Nursery Rhymes' by Albert Jack. My daughter gave it to me for my birthday last year. It's fascinating and full of wonderful illustrations, too.

  2. I just posted some old jump rope rhymes on my website. Talk about bringing back memories! See if you remember any of these!