Romans & histoires Blue's Clues Nursery Rhymes

There was a moment of shuffling and silence before a small voice filled my ear and my heart. “Mommy?” “Hi, teddy bear,” I managed to choke out through my thick throat. “Mommy!” he exclaimed, causing my eyes to fill. “How're you doing today, baby?” The tears fell, and I tried not to let them show in my voice. “I'm fine, Mommy. I had plenty of fun last night, but I can't find Blue. Do you know where he is, Mommy?” I laughed and found the blue dinosaur in the corner with my eyes. “Blue is at home, baby. I'll bring him for you when I see you this evening.”

“Yes, I do. I remember everything now. Mom and I made up a rhyme about it.” “What kind of rhyme?” Mikial asked. “Let’s see if I can remember it…Over the creek and through the woods to where the bluebells grow. Three trees to the north and four trees to the east its hiding behind the blackberry bush.” Pepper blushed at the whimsical rhyme from her past. “You have to remember I was only four at the time we made this up. It had to be something a kid wouldn’t forget. We sang it to the Over the River and through the woods tune.”

"Lavender's blue dilly dilly You are brave and your decisions are right, They have never known your fight, my baby. Don't worry about the darkness for your future is bright. If you're ever scared you close your eyes, You'll find me with you, oh honey, I promise everything will be alright Lavender’s blue, dilly dilly, You are never on your own. Rest peacefully and carefreely, my dear. Your dark days will also be gone."

I was caught off guard as the kids ignored Rem’s Alpha voice and bounded over to him with excitement and no regard for their lives, apparently! The youngest grabbed Rem’s hair and held it up for the others to see. “I told you it was blue! It was dark last night, but I knew it!” He said beaming with a bright smile. The eldest kid folded his arms and scoffed, “it’s not natural! He obviously dyed it!” “Why would he kill his hair?” The younger asked, confused, still holding Rem’s hair as he inspected it for ‘death’. “No, no,” the middle-aged one chimed in, “it means to make it a different colour! Not that sort of died!”

Tarnished and wooden is this house, Old and rickety, the yard, sodden with black mud that sticks and itches like lice, dark and smelly, yet the sky is blue, pale blue, it is ours, ours, ours. Strife hath no shade and shame no tinge. Anger is crismon, and green is fun, but the sky is blue, pale blue, and it is ours, ours, ours, We make certain that the constellations are ours. Ours. Ours—Amanda.

She hands the bag to me and I open it to see a black box with red ribbon on it. "What is it?" I ask her. "It's for you." Alex says. "Open it." Aurora says. I look at Aunt Sara for her opinion and she shrugs. I open the box and see a pair of loubotin heels. It is of black colour with gemstones adjourning it and a red massive bow at the ankle that will totally go with the dress I bought. It is the most dazzling pair heels have ever seen. I close the box and look at Alex.

"Mom's lullaby right?" "Do you know the words?" "Mmmm... no I don't remember." "It's called 'Lavender's Blue.' " He cleared his throat and sang the first verse, the only one he could recall: Lavender's blue, dilly dilly, lavender's green, When I am king, dilly, dilly, you shall be queen. Who told you so, dilly, dilly, who told you so? 'Twas my own heart, dilly, dilly, that told me so.

"Blue ." " Cleo, I'm serious." ©#KCMmuoe

Then I make my way upstairs to Blue’s room, where she is playing with her dolls. “Wee!” She moves a doll around in the air, pretending like it can fly. I stand there for a few seconds, watching her with my head by the door frame until she notices me. She stops, and a small frown forms on my face. “Why stopping? You haven’t gotten her to Princess Land yet,” I say, shutting the door behind me. Then I sit on the floor with her. “Who is this?” I ask, pointing at a doll. “That is Lana’s friend, Ruth, waiting for her,” she says.