I meet a senorita with a flower in her hair

It's cold, damp and gray here....sounds like the forecast for the rest of the season. Our day was in need of some serious brightening, call in the flowers please. Much to my husband's chagrin I always save packaging and recyclables. Lurking behind every innocent box is a creation just waiting to be discovered.....today we set the playroom a bloom. The children and I used all of the crumpled tissue paper collected from years of hoarding to make beautiful flowers. They were able to do most of the folding themselves and mom only helped with a little "tweaking". Here our their magnificent blossoms.

All of these floral coiffures resulted in a sing along of a long forgotten childhood favorite.

One day as I was walkin'

A walkin' to the fair,

I meet a senorita

With a flower in her hair

Oh shake it senorita. ( Shakes both hands)

Shake it if you can.

Shake it like a milkshake

And shake it once again.

Oh she wowed them on the bottom. (lower hands)

She wowed them on the top. (raise hands)

She turned around and turned around (turn around)

Until she shouted S-T-O-P stop.

Much merriment was had by all and our gray day was transformed with the help of a little tissue paper.