see also: Bathing

Mud, mud, glorious mud,

Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood!

So follow me, follow,

Down to the hollow,

And there, let us wallow,

In glorious mud!

          --Flanders & Swann

          Here's A Little Poem

Your birthday cake is made of mud

Because I cannot cook.

I cannot read a recipe

Or follow in a book.

I'm not allowed to use the stove,

To simmer, roast or bake.

I have no money of my own

To buy a birthday cake.

I'm sure to get in trouble

If I mess around with dough.

But I've made your birthday cake of mud,

Because I love you so.

          --Rosemary Wells

          Here's a Little Poem

This is the way we wash our hands,

Wash our hands, wash our hands,

This is the way we wash our hands,

So early in the morning.

*Brush our teeth

*Comb our hair

*Give a hug

Sing a song for mud pies,

You don't need a plan.

Mix it 'til it's mooshy,

Pat it with your hand.

Put it on a pan and

Leave it in the sun.

Wait, and wait, and wait a while.

Now, I think it's done!

          --MaryAnn F. Kohl

Let's Take It Outside

Flannel Board:

5 Clean and Dirty Pigs

Extras: Mud Cups

Books:

Mud, by Mary Lyn Ray, c.1996

Muddigush, by Kimberley Knutson, c.1992

When the Earth Wakes, by Ani Rucki, c.1998

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