Two Preschool Adventures

Preschoolers LOVE Rhyme and Rhythm

When my oldest daughter was small, she woke up early one morning thinking about the cookies in her dream. An idea formed. She woke her little sister and they sneaked to the cookie jar in the kitchen to have cookies for breakfast.

Years later, I wrote this little story poem for preschool children about the incident.

It’s an adventure story in rhyme and rhythm so it’s fun and easy for the little ones to memorize!

The Cookie Jar
A Preschool Adventure

Wakey-wakey from our beds,
thoughts of cookies in our heads.

Dad and Mommy’s eyes are closed.
(They are sleeping. They won't know).

Hurry-hurry, on the double!
If they wake, we'll be in trouble!

Blankies, pillows, on the floor.
Squeaky-squeaky goes the door.

Shhh, shhh, tippy-toe.
To the kitchen we will go.

Sneaky-sneaky down the hall,
bare feet creeping along the wall.

C'mon, Sissy, it's not far,
there it is, the cookie jar!

I can't reach it, I'm too small.
Let's get a chair to make us tall.

Shuffle-shuffle, scooty chair,
pushy-pushy, almost there.

Sissy, Sissy, here we are!
I can reach the cookie jar!

Clinky-clinky goes the top.
Hold it tight or it will drop.

Giggle, giggle, tee-hee-hee,
two for YOU, and two for ME.

Uh oh, Sissy, turn around ...
Mom and Daddy. We've been found.

Peeky-peeky, Mom and Dad,
are you angry? Are you mad?

Whisper-whisper, over there ...
they want to know if we will share!

As a toddler, my daughter loved pretending. The living room was rarely a living room. Each day it could be a zoo, or a farm, or even the sky.

One afternoon I found her jabbering on the stairs, rushing up a couple of steps then hunkering down and being very quiet.

I just had to know … “Hi Carrie, whatchadoing?”

“Mommy, I’m climbing big rocks! There are scary things chasing me!”

This little adventure story for toddlers is in rhyme and rhythm to make it fun and easy to memorize.

The Climbing Story
A Preschool Adventure

Climbing-climbing up the rock
in the woods, my hands are locked
on the rope so prickly-prickly
past the pine tree, stickly-stickly.

Climbing-climbing, higher-higher,
muscles feel like they’re on FIRE!
Hear the dry leaves, rustle-rustle,
feel the wind rush, hustle-hustle.

A long long way to the tippity top.
Hold on tight or flippity flop!
One foot here, then one foot there,
(wish steps in rocks were everywhere).

Huffing-puffing not quite there.
Oh no! There’s a grizzly bear!
Shhh-shhh use tippy-toes.
He’s turning now. See, there he goes!

Uh Oh! Snakes beside me, sliding-gliding!
Where to go for hiding-hiding?
Danger-danger! I can see
the snakes are gliding after me!

But no, they’re going in the ground
through those holes going down-down
Oh no! Prowling-growling from behind!
If I turn, what will I find?

A grumpy-grumpy scary thing?
I should have brought a bell to ring!
It’s getting dark, it’s hard to see
the something else that’s chasing me!

Oh my gosh … I’m at the top.
I guess for now, I have to stop.
That was fun, I LOVE pretending …
(but I wish STAIRS were never ending.)

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