Re: Kaptain Kangaroo
I remember watching Captain Kangaroo every morning with my Mom. Now they are both gone. Help! I have no roots!
Then, after kindergarten, peanut butter sandwiches and Dick Van **** .
The sounds of my Mother teaching piano lessons, "Apple, apple, chocolate, chocolate..." For those of you who don't know, music rythem used to be taught that way. Apple for eights, chocolate for triplets. :smile:
I want a peanut butter sandwich now.
Jen
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