By bedtime, I can usually piece together
what Savannah did at school that day
from all of the little stories she tells me.
At dinner time on Wednesday,
she started singing a new song from preschool...
Need a translation?
Five little snowmen--
Each had a funny hat.
Out came the sun and melted one.
What a sad thing was that!
Down, down, down, down.
What a sad thing was that!
what Savannah did at school that day
from all of the little stories she tells me.
At dinner time on Wednesday,
she started singing a new song from preschool...
Need a translation?
Five little snowmen--
Each had a funny hat.
Out came the sun and melted one.
What a sad thing was that!
Down, down, down, down.
What a sad thing was that!
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