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The Tooth Fairy and the Ivory Tower

By L. V. Gaudet

© September 17, 2010

Once upon a time there was a little princess who lived in a beautiful castle in a beautiful land.  The princess had a wonderful life because she had everything she had ever wanted.

Whatever Princess Angelica wanted, Princess Angelica got.  Yes, everything!

In fact every year her father, the king, had to have a new, bigger, castle built.  And every year the servants packed up all of the princess’s stuff and moved it to the new castle.

And every year, by moving day, the castle was so crowded that no one could move.  So, once again the servants would start packing all of the princess’s stuff and move it to the new, bigger, castle.

One by one, the people in the castle would be freed as the servants took the stuff away.  And it’s a good thing too, because they were all getting pretty hungry.

Finally, the servants made it to the princess.

But the princess was sad.  She just sat there on her Princess and the Pea bed, with her favourite snuggly stuffed dog with diamond eyes and ribbons made of golden fairy hair, and she just sat.  She sat and she sat, and she didn’t move or talk.  She looked very sad.

The servants ran from the room crying.

“The princess!  Something’s wrong with the princess!”

And everyone in the castle came running.

All the servants, even the cook who was usually busy cooking, came running.

The knights came running, their armour clanging and clanking, making a huge racket.

The lords and ladies pranced and danced, and capered up to the princess’s room. The boy in the stable who cleaned up after the horses came running, followed by flies.

Even the dog who caught the mice came running to see what was wrong with the princess.

“The princess!  Something’s wrong with the princess!” they all cried.

At last, the princess’s parents, the king and queen, came running into her room.

“The princess, the princess,” the queen cried, “What is wrong with the princess?”

“The princess, the princess,” the king cried, “what is wrong with the princess?”

The little princess just sat there quiet and sad, hugging her snuggly dog.

The king sat beside the little princess and put a gentle arm around her, great worry creasing his brow.

“What is the matter my little princess?” he asked.  “Do you not have everything you have ever wanted?”

“Yes,” the little princess said quietly.

“Well, do you not live in the most beautiful castle in the most beautiful land?” the king asked.

“Yes,” the little princess said quietly.

“Then why are you so sad, little princess?” the king asked.  He was becoming even more worried.  “Are you sick?”

“No,” the little princess said quietly.  “I was just reading.”

“Reading?” the king said, shocked.

“Ban the books!” the king declared.  “The books have made the princess sick, take them all away!  All books in the kingdom are to be taken and burned!”

“No, Daddy,” the little princess said quietly.

“No?” the king asked.

“No,” the little princess said.  “It’s just the picture, look.”  And she showed her father, the king, the picture of a little princess just like her trapped way up at the top of a beautiful white tower.

“Ok,” the king said.  “So, why are you so sad then?”

“The princess in the picture,” the little princess said quietly.  “She’s in a beautiful white tower.  It looks like it’s made of ivory, and …”

But she didn’t get to finish because the king interrupted.

“A tower!” the king roared.

“But – but – the b-books,” a small servant said as he collected up arm loads of books.

“Forget the books!” the king said.  “It’s not the books, it’s the tower!”

 “The little princess wants an ivory tower, and by the jewels of my crown she will have an ivory tower!”

“But,” the little princess said quietly.  But nobody heard her.

All the servants ran around crying.

“A tower, a tower, Princess Angelica needs an ivory tower!”

“Um, Sire,” the little servant said, his arms still full of books.”

The king leaned over and looked down at the little servant.

The little servant swallowed his fear.

“Ivory is very expensive, Sire,” the little servant said.

The king swung his arm in a circle to include everything in his kingdom.

“I will give everything in my kingdom if I must,” the king said.  “The princess will have her ivory tower!”

All the servants, even the cook, ran from the little princess’s room.

The knights in their armour clanged and clanked out of the room.

The lords and ladies danced and curtseyed out of the room.

Even the dog who catches the mice ran from the room.

They had a beautiful ivory tower to build!

The little princess was left sitting alone on her princess and the pea bed, hugging her favourite snuggly stuffed dog with diamond eyes and ribbons made of golden fairy hair.

“But…” the little princess said.  And that was all she said.  She just sat.  She sat and she sat, and she didn’t move or talk.  She looked very sad.

Soon, big wagons full of ivory began to arrive at the castle.

The little princess sat sadly and watched the servants unload the ivory.

“They look like curved poles,” she said to her favourite snuggly dog.

“I wonder where ivory comes from,” the little princess said.

“Oh, so you wonder where ivory comes from,” said a little voice beside her.

Princess Angelica looked around but no one was there.

(Sigh) “So now I’m hearing voices talk back when I talk to myself,” the little princess said.

“You are a wicked little girl,” the little voice said angrily.

“What?  Me?” the little princess said.  She still couldn’t find anyone around.

“You are wicked and terrible,” the little voice said.  “You-you are just spoiled!  Rotten like a bad apple.”

The little princess felt hurt by these words.

She looked around to see who was saying such mean things.

Finally, she saw the tiny person.

And tiny this person was!   She was as tall as the length of the little princess’s finger.  She had tiny gossamer wings and a tiny dress made of ivory daisy petals.

“What are you?” the little princess asked, amazed.

“I’m not a what!” the little person said angrily.  “Who!  I’m a who!  Fairies are people too you know!”

“A fairy?” the little princess couldn’t believe it.  “I never had a fairy.”

“You can’t have me!” the little fairy yelled.  “I’m a person, and you can’t own a person.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean it like that,” the little princess said.

“Are you really a fairy?” the little princess asked.

“Yes,” the fairy pouted.

“What kind of fairy are you?” the little princess asked.

“I’m a tooth fairy,” the little fairy said proudly.  “My job is to look after all the lost teeth.  They get pretty sad and lonely, you know, after you lose them.”

“Wow!  A tooth fairy,” the little princess said.

“Can you grant wishes?” the little princess asked.

“Hmph! You don’t have wishes, you already have everything you ever wanted,” the little fairy said.

“But…” the little princess said sadly.

“What could you possibly wish for?” the little fairy asked.

The little princess thought and thought.  She thought hard.  This was such a little fairy, that surely she must have only enough magic in her for one wish.  She had to make it a good one.

She thought about the princess in her book that was trapped in her beautiful ivory tower.  She looked at the ivory being brought in from far away to build her own ivory tower.

“I would like to know where ivory comes from,” the little princess said.

“Hmmm,” the little fairy thought.

And with a wink and a nod, and a clap of her hands – and a little fairy dust too – the little princess and the fairy were suddenly in a very strange land.

Everything looked yellow and brown, and the grass was very tall and dead looking.  There were very few trees and very little green.

“Where are we?” the little princess asked.

“Africa!” the little fairy said proudly.

“Africa!  Why?” the little princess asked.

“This is where ivory comes from,” the fairy said.

Just then, great lumbering beasts walked into sight.  They were huge!  They had great flat ears that flapped in the hot air, long snaky noses, and grey wrinkly skin.  The most amazing thing was that they had great big ivory tusks sticking out from beside the corners of their mouths.

“What are those?” the little princess asked in excitement.

“Those are elephants,” the little fairy said.  “That’s where ivory comes from.”

“From the elephants?” the little princess asked.  She couldn’t believe it.  “Are those horns?”

“No,” the little fairy said.  “They’re kind of like teeth.”

“Teeth,” the little princess said.

“That’s why I was at your castle,” the little fairy said.  She looked very sad now.  “All those poor lost teeth.”  She shook her head sadly.

The little princess stared at the elephants.

“Do they just give us their teeth?” she asked.

“Give them?”  The little fairy laughed.  “Would you just give me your teeth?”

The little princess shook her head, “no.”

“The men come and they take the teeth,” the fairy said.

“Does it hurt?” the little princess asked.

“Of course it does,” the little fairy said.  “They have to kill the elephants to take their teeth.”

The little princess was shocked.  This was terrible!

“Those poor elephants!  We have to help them,” the little princess cried.

Just then the elephants started crying and yelling.

A little baby elephant who looked so tiny and cute next to its huge mother squeaked and cried.

The whole herd started to run for their lives.

Men came.  They chased the elephants.

“No, don’t hurt them,” the little princess cried.

“Hurry,” the little fairy said.  “The only way to stop them is to stop building the tower.”

With one last sad look at the fleeing elephants, and with a wink and a nod, and a clap of her hands – and a little fairy dust too – the little princess and the fairy were suddenly back at the castle.

“Hurry, we must find my father and tell him to stop building the tower!” the little princess cried.

The little princess and the fairy rushed all over the castle, but they couldn’t find the king or the queen.

“The king has gone to the town plaza,” a servant said.

The princess and the fairy rushed to the town plaza, but the king wasn’t there.

At the town plaza the little princess overheard two old women talking about her.

“That princess, she just has to have everything she wants,” one woman complained.

“She wanted my little dog who catches mice, and now my house is full of mice!” the other woman complained.

“She’s just a terrible princess,” the first woman said.

“Why do you look so sad?” a little boy asked the princess.

“Do you know where my mother is?” the little princess asked.

“I saw her going into the bakery,” the little boy said.

The little princess and the fairy rushed off to the bakery, but the queen wasn’t there.

At the bakery, the princess overheard the baker talking to an old man about her.

“That princess is so selfish,” the old man said.

“She wanted large pans to plant her flowers in and the king gave her mine,” the baker said sadly.  “Now I can’t make my beautiful big cakes!”

“Oh, those were the finest cakes,” the old man said.

“Why do you look so sad?” a little girl asked the princess.

“Do you know where my father is?” the little princess asked.

“I saw him by the mill,” the little girl said.

The little princess and the fairy rushed off to the mill, but the king Wasn’t there.

At the mill, the princess overheard the miller talking to his wife.

“That princess is horrible,” the miller’s wife said.

“She liked my ox and the king just gave it to her,” the miller said.  “Now I can’t turn the mill to make flour.  How can people bake bread without flour?”

The little princess ran from the mill crying.

“Why are you crying?” the little fairy asked.

“Everybody hates me!” the little princess sobbed.

“Of course they do,” the little fairy said.  “You get everything you want – EVERYTHING!  All that stuff has to come from somewhere.  If you have it, then somebody else doesn’t.”

“I never thought of it that way,” the little princess said sadly.

Then the little princess remembered – THE ELEPHANTS!

“Hurry, we have to stop the tower to save the elephants!”  The little princess cried.

They rushed to where the beautiful ivory tower was being built for the princess.

“The queen fairy is very cross with you, you know,” the fairy said on the way.

“Queen fairy?  Why is she mad at me?”

“Your wishes,” the fairy said.  “You have everything you ever wanted given to you.  You have no need of wishes.  Fairy’s must answer wishes or they die!”

“You mean I’m hurting the fairy’s too?” the little princess asked.

“Three fairies have died already,” the fairy said sadly.

“Just because I don’t need to wish for anything?” the little princess asked.

“Yes,” the fairy said.  “And now your ivory tower is taking all the elephants’ ivory.  You are killing all the elephants.”

“But I didn’t know!” the little princess cried.

They arrived at the ivory tower and the princess ran to block the servants building it.

“Stop!  Stop!” the little princess cried.

The servants all ignored her and just walked around her, building the tower.

“Oh please stop,” the little princess begged.

“What’s this?” the king roared.  “Why is my little princess so sad?”

“The tower …” the princess started to say.  But the king cut her off.

“Yes the tower, it’s magnificent!  Magnorious and glorious!” the king said proudly.

“But, the elephants…” the little princess said sadly.

“Elephants?  If my little princess wants elephants then she shall have elephants,” the king declared.  “Bring elephants!”

Then with a flash of glimmering light a splendidly beautiful woman stood before them.  Her golden hair flowed with her flowing gowns.  She had delicate wings of gossamer.

“The fairy queen!” the little fairy gasped.

The little princess just stared.

“Enough of this selfishness,” the fairy queen said angrily.  “Your greedy wants have hurt everyone around you and it must stop!”

The king just stared.  He had never seen a fairy.  He didn’t even believe they were real.

The fairy queen looked around angrily.  When she saw the little princess she stared at her, pointing at her.

“For your crimes I sentence you thus,” the fairy queen commanded.  “Your wish that brought about this,” – she gestured to the partially built ivory tower – “shall be granted, but it will be your prison.  You will be forever trapped within that which you wished for.  You own it, it’s now yours to cherish forever.”

“No!” the king and queen cried together.

The fairy queen turned to the king and the queen.

“You, who have blindly given your daughter everything she wanted, have left her with nothing more to want.  Without want, there is nothing to dream of.  I sentence you to finish what you started.  You shall never rest or age until the ivory tower is completed.”

The king laughed.

“With all this ivory, the tower will be finished quickly,” the king said.

“No!” the little princess cried.  “The elephants!”

And with a wink and a nod, and a clap of her hands – and a little fairy dust too – the queen fairy turned all the great elephant tusks into tiny little baby’s teeth.

“No longer will you take your ivory, but it will have to be given to you willingly,” the queen fairy said.

“But, baby teeth?” the king begged.

“Baby teeth,” the queen fairy said.

The queen fainted.

The king cried.

“The tower will never be finished,” the king cried.

“I know,” the queen fairy said.

And with a wink and a nod, and a clap of her hands – and a little fairy dust too – the queen fairy was gone.

“I have to help my parents,” the little princess sobbed.

The little tooth fairy felt sad for the little princess.

“I will help you,” the little fairy said.

“How?” the little princess asked.  The little fairy was much too little to help.

“I’m a tooth fairy,” the little fairy said.  “I’ll help you get the teeth.”

“But we can’t take the teeth.  They have to give them to us,” the little princess said.

“I’m sure they wouldn’t mind giving us their lost teeth.  They are lost, after all,” the little fairy said.

“I can’t leave the tower,” the little princess said sadly.  “The queen fairy cursed me.”

The little princess was very sad.

And so the little fairy set out to ask people for their lost teeth to give to the little princess.  But no one wanted to give the little princess anything because she already had everything.

Then the little princess had an idea.  She would give gifts to anyone who would willingly give her their lost teeth.

It was very hard work finding lost teeth.  But when the little fairy did find one, she would return it to its rightful owner and ask to give it to the princess.  If the person said yes, then the little fairy gave a present from the little princess.  It might be a book or a pot, a toy or a coin.  But the princess made good on her promise to always give a gift.

Soon, teeth were no longer lost.  Instead, children would place them under their pillows for the tooth fairy to find them.

But the tower could never be completed, and so the king and queen continued to build the castle, one itty bitty little baby tooth at a time, forever.  The princess sat in her beautiful but unfinished ivory tower, always waiting for the tooth fairy to bring her another tooth.  And the tooth fairy finally found a home for the lost teeth and went out every night while children slept to collect their lost teeth to build the beautiful ivory tower.

And they lived this way for ever after.

Until …

One day the little tooth fairy asked the princess a very important question.

“Why did you want an ivory tower?” the little fairy asked.

“I didn’t,” the little princess said.

“But the picture of the tower,” the little fairy said.

So the little princess showed her friend the picture of the princess trapped at the top of a beautiful tower that looked like it was made of ivory.

She pointed at the princess in the picture.

“The princess?” the little fairy asked.

“She’s lonely like me,” the little princess said.

“You didn’t wish for the tower at all?” the little fairy said.

“No,” the little princess said.  “I just wanted a friend.”

The little fairy screamed with happiness.

“What?” asked the little princess.

“You aren’t trapped in the tower,” the little fairy said.

“But the curse,” the little princess said.

“Said that you would have to live forever with what you wished for,” the little fairy said.  “She made you my friend forever!”

And so they were friends forever, and the little princess wasn’t a prisoner of the beautiful ivory tower after all.  But the foolish king and queen still had to keep building it, one itty bitty tiny little baby tooth at a time.

The little princess still had so much stuff that she, and the little tooth fairy, continued trading presents for teeth to help her parents finish the ivory tower.


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A Crocadilly Silly Day
L.V. Gaudet
© January 21, 2010

Today was a crocadilly silly day.
What is a crocadilly silly day, you ask?
Well, I’ll tell you. Just listen to this story.

It all started when I woke up in bed.
I blinked at the ceiling and said,
“I think a pet crocodile today would be fun.”
So I went to the computer and printed out one.

I snuck back to my room and tucked him into my bed,
so that when Mom came to wake me, she’d find him instead.
She pulled back the covers and stared with a funny look on her face,
surprised to find a crocodile instead in my place.

Aghast, she picked him up by the tail,
and put him in an old ice cream pail.
She put my crocodile out the front door.
And so I went and printed off two more.

With two crocodiles I wondered what to do,
and then put one each into Dad’s shoe.
Dad put on his shoe and let out a big “Yelp!”
He hopped about shouting for help.

Mom came to see and she knew just what to do.
She took his shoes and pulled out crocodiles one and two.
She put those crocks in and old shoe box,
and set them outside, tied shut with a pair of Dad’s long socks.

I crossed my arms and shook my head,
I’d have to find another place to keep my crocodiles instead.
Keeping a pet crocodile was becoming a big chore.
I went to the computer and printed off four more.

When my dog saw the crocodiles it was quite a sight.
Poor Rover thought crocodiles in the house just weren’t right.
The four crocodiles chased my poor dog around the kitchen,
and right out the door and through Mom’s freshly hung linen.

With Rover and those four crocks running through hill and dale,
another two in a box and one in an old ice cream pail,
I sighed and went back to the computer chair,
and printed off eight more crocodiles as I sat there.

Those crocodiles took off running through the house,
and one of them ate my big tyrannosaurus mouse.
They chomped on shoes, spilled plants, baubles, and books.
Two of them played chess while snacking on pawns and rooks.

“What happened to my house?” my Mother cried.
I shoed those crocodiles and told them, “Quick, go and hide.”
They scampered to hide in closets, cupboards, and shelves.
But they left a trail of mess behind themselves.

Dad stood with hands on hips as he shook his head at me.
I don’t think he appreciated all the crocodile insanity.
Carefully he picked up each crocodile by its nose,
and put it out by the garden hose.

I heard a noise from where the printer should have been,
and found more crocodiles counting sixteen.
Oh no, this certainly would not do!
Out of the printer was coming another thirty-two!

I had to get them out of the house!
This was worse than that time when I tried to keep a pet mouse!
I loaded them all onto my electric train,
and set them off chugging outside, whistle blowing through the rain.

I ran back to make sure the computer printed no more,
but I found more crocodiles – another sixty-four!
They chased me and nipped at my heels and my toes.
One of them even bit my on my nose!

 Hundreds of crocodiles were printing now,
I had to stop it but didn’t know how.
The house was filling to the roof beams and rafters.
Two of them eyed me and one said, “Wanna go halfers?”

I ran through the house as fast as I could go,
right past three crocs calling themselves Larry, Curly, and Moe.
Crocs sat on the table and ate from the chairs.
They played red riding hood and the three hungry bears.

I ran into the backyard and stopped in my tracks,
for there was a door marked “crocodile snacks”.
I called the crocodiles to all come and see,
and wouldn’t you know it, through that door they all followed me.

I ran back out the door and slammed it tight,
locking all those crocodiles out of sight.
I learned something that day, you can bet.
A crocodile does not make a good pet.

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This is a children’s story I wrote together with my six year old.  The story is hers.  I helped her put it into words.


The Princesses And The Pirates


L.V. Gaudet & S.P. Gaudet

(C) October 23, 2009



     Once upon a time there was a castle in a land far away.  There were two princesses who lived in that castle, who by a very strange coincidence of the stars were born on the same day in May but two years apart.  They were Princess Sidney and Princess Robyn.  They were born to King Steve and Queen Lori who were very happy and proud of their beautiful princess daughters.

     Unknown to all, far away in a place unknown, a group of pirates were looking for the two young princess sisters.  The pirate captain, the dread Captain Shift who happened to be the king of pirates, had two sons who, by a very strange coincidence of the stars, were born on the same day in June two years apart.

     An old gypsy woman told him that if his sons did not marry princess sisters also born on the same day two years apart a terrible fate would fall on his family.  She looked into her crystal ball and told him where to find such princess sisters.

     It was the night of the big ball.  The queen and king had asked two young princes, Prince Handsom and Prince Kistalot, to escort their princess daughters to the ball.

     It was a lovely affair, with ribbons and lace strung upon the walls with delicate grace.  Music danced on the air, and made everyone want to dance.  The princes asked the two princess sisters to grace them with a dance.

     The happy foursome was having a wonderful time at the ball.  But the hour grew late and they had to be home in time for the princesses’ curfew.  They hurried through the crowd of happy dancers to meet the carriage waiting in front of the palace to take them home.

     They piled into the carriage and with a snap of the whip it rushed off with them through the woods to the princesses’ castle.

     Suddenly, with a terrible yell, pirates surrounded the carriage and captured the princess sisters, leaving the battered princes behind.  They brought them to their ship waiting in the cove.

     The next morning, the pirates dragged the girls from where they locked them in the hull of the ship and brought them before the pirate captain.

     “You will marry my sons,” Captain Shift said.

     “No, never,” princesses Sidney and Robyn said together.

     “You will marry my sons or die!” Captain Shift demanded.

     “We would rather die!” the princesses cried.

     “So be it,” the pirate captain said.  He signaled to the pirates and they forced the girls onto the plank.

     “Walk the plank!” Captain Shift yelled.

     “No, we won’t walk the plank,” shouted the princesses.

     Then the pirates tied the princesses up and pushed them off the plank.

     The princes got there just in time to save the princesses.  They jumped into the water and helped the princesses swim to shore.

     The princes brought the princesses safely back to their castle.

     Sidney and Robyn were safe now, but they had to marry the princes because they had saved their lives.

     But the princesses did not want to marry the princes.  They wanted to marry them some day, but they were not ready to get married yet.

     Handsom and Kistalot agreed to make it a long engagement.  They were willing to wait until the princess sisters were ready to marry them.

     And so, there was a great celebration to announce the double engagement of the princess sisters Sidney and Robyn to their princes Handsom and Kistalot.  The wedding would be a story for another day.




The End



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By L. V. Gaudet
© June 2008


Here are two princess sisters,
Princess Robyn, and Princess Sidney.

“Time for dinner,” said Mommy.
And the princesses sat at the table.


When they looked down at their plates
what did they see?

A little spoonful of peas each,
for Princess Robyn and
Princess Sidney.

“Yuck!  No peas for me,”
said Princess Robyn.

“Yuck!  Yuck!  No peas for me,”
said Princess Sidney.

“Eat your peas please,” said Mommy.


Princess Robyn made a silly face,
and hid a pea under her seat.

Princess Sidney made a funny face,
and hid a pea in her belly button.

A look passed between the princesses two,
who giggled and wiggled and thought,
“where can we hide the other peas too?”

“Eat your peas please,” said Mommy.


Princess Robyn ate some ham,
then hid a pea beneath the jam.

Princess Sidney ate a carrot,
then hid a pea inside her pocket.

“Eat your peas please,” said Mommy.


Princess Robyn ate some rice,
then hid a pea not once but twice.

Princess Sidney drank some water,
then hid a pea inside a cup and saucer.

“Eat your peas please,” said Mommy.


And this went on and on,
until all but one
of the peas were gone.

The princess sisters two
looked down at that last pea
and thought, “hmmmm what to do.”

Into the mud where no one will see,
they hid that last green pea.
in the pot of Mommy’s tree.


“I’m glad you ate all your peas,” Mommy said,
as she tucked
princesses Robyn and Sidney into bed.

And with a smile on their lips,
each princess let out a big sigh.
Today they were up to tricks,
and hid every pea down low and up high.

They lay down their princess heads,
and closed their sweet eyes,
as they lay in their princess beds,
and slept with soft sighs.


Late that night
she snuck out of her bed.
And down to the kitchen Princess Robyn went prowling,
in search of a snack to stop her tummy growling.

When she got there, what did she see?

In the mud beneath Mommy’s tree
was the princess’s last little pea.
It had grown into a tiny green seedling,
that darned last little green pea.


Away Princess Robyn ran,
back to their bedroom.
To tell Princess Sidney a tale
about a pea she must see soon.

And together the two princesses
crept back to the kitchen.

And there they did find
that the little green pea seedling
had already grown
into a little green pea vine.


“What do we do now,” Princess Robyn did whine,
as they sat and stared at the little green pea vine.

Princess Sidney said, “I know just what to do.”
“We’ll hide it in dad’s old shoe.”

But that old shoe was pretty ripe and rare,
And that little green pea vine sprouted up even bigger there.


Dad’s old shoe
was so very old and dirty,
That little green pea vine
sent out roots from one to thirty.

Right before the princesses
Round staring eyes,
That little green pea vine
Wiggled and wriggled,
And grew into a BIGGER
Green pea vine.


Princess Sidney stared at the vine
growing in Dad’s old shoe,
and she cried, “this certainly won’t do!”
The princesses two pulled on that vine,
They pulled and they yanked and pulled again,
And finally freeing that green pea vine,
they said together, “now what will we do?”


Princesses Robyn and Sidney looked about.
From room to room they ran,
looking for a place for their pea vine,
until they spotted the little garbage can.
Princess Robyn lifted the lid and looked inside.
Princess Sidney leaned in to look too,
and with a smile she exclaimed,
“this perfectly will do!”



So the princesses two stuffed and shoved
that green pea vine down deep,
down into the trash where it will keep.
But before the sisters could turn and go,
That darned pea vine did grow and grow.
Up the trash can lid came,
And the little green pea vine did the same.
It grew faster than in dad’s old shoe,
And sprouted leaves one to thirty-two.



The princesses eyes opened wide.
And with a shriek and a wail,
the sisters two pulled that vine
from the garbage pail.
They tried shoving it under a couch cushion or two,
but that certainly would not do.
That little green pea vine was too bushy,
and made the couch much too cushy.
There had to be some place they could hide it,
somewhere the vine would fit inside it.



They were getting worried and nervous now.
They were going to be in trouble aplenty.
Instead of eating their dinner,
The princesses hid their peas from one to twenty.
They stuck that pea vine behind the books,
shoving it into nicks and nooks.
But that pea vine stuck way out,
It was too big and stout.
The princesses two looked askew
They just didn’t know what to do?



In a hurry they pulled that green pea vine out,
from pages of fairies, dwarves, and one old granny.
Out from behind all those shelves of books,
and from each and every nick, nook and cranny.

“Now what will we do,” exclaimed the princesses two.
“It didn’t work to hide it in dad’s old shoe!”
“It wouldn’t stay in that garbage can,”
“And the sofa looked like a big leafy van!”
“The bookcase was a frightful mess,”
“We couldn’t blame Jack’s beanstalk for this!”



Princess Robyn and Princess Sidney
sat upon the floor with a pout.
They thought hard and they thought long,
while that pea vine grew leafier and more stout.
Princess Robyn said “I have an idea to share,”
Princess Sidney agreed, “we’ll go there.”
And rub-a-dub-dub,
they hid that green pea vine in the bath tub.
But that faucet did drip drip drip and drop,
and that green pea vine drank it with a slurp and a slop.



That green pea vine sopped every last drip drop,
And before the princesses very eyes,
It wriggled and jiggled, it itched and twitched,
And suddenly it grew two and three times in size!
“Oh no!,” wailed Princess Sidney,
as a green pea vine sprout grabbed at her knee.
“Stop, stop, stop,” Princess Robyn did shout,
as green pea pods did sprout and sprout.
They covered mouths with their hands,
they must not wake mom and dad from their dreamlands.



The princesses had to really think hard,
whatever they did the pea plant grew and grew.
They must shrink down that silly plant,
“Think, think, think, what shall we do?”
The pea vine liked dirt, mud, and water.
It needed to get smaller and smaller and smaller.
There must be something they can do,
better than hiding it in couches, tubs, and a shoe.
How to make a pea vine plant shrink?
The princesses did think and think and think.



They pulled out their craft box,
Robyn and Sidney, the princesses two,
and found their craft scissors.
These princesses thought they knew just what to do.
With a snip snip and a cut,
They chopped that green pea plant all up.
They had a pile of vine and of leaves,
And another of pods full of peas.
The pods all opened wide,
And all the peas rolled outside.



They started feeding leaves to their pet bunny,
Sir Charles had an appetite that never did stop,
He ate and ate and ate, bringing down that pile,
But then with a full tummy down he did flop.
Still they were left with leaves a-plenty,
and stems of vine ten times twenty.
Add to that two buckets of peas,
“What shall we do with them, if you please?”
Princesses Robyn and Sidney thought low and high,
And thought maybe, just maybe put them outside.



Off to the kitchen the princesses did go,
with all of those peas and chunks of vine.
To find the backyard and composting heap,
but just what did those princesses find?


When they stepped through the kitchen door,
they were met with a sight from ceiling to floor.
An impenetrable jungle in their kitchen there was,
green leafy pea vines in every inch below and above.
The princesses two gasped in shocked surprise,
the poor girls just could not believe their eyes.



Now remember that earlier in our story,
our princesses two were being naughty and sly.
At dinner they did not eat their peas,
and instead hid each pea down low and up high.
Now each of those peas did sprout and grow,
all night long they wiggled and jiggled and grew so.
And a green pea vine jungle took over the kitchen,
scaring away their little pet Smoky the kitten.
Those princesses surely made a frightful mess,
if only they’d eaten more and hid a  spoonful less.



All night long those princesses did work,
a-snipping and cutting with their little craft scissors.
Chopping all those pea vines up into little pieces,
until their fingers looked like those of green lizards.

Then they spent hours toting and carting,
shoveling and scooping until their arms were smarting.
Hauling buckets of pea vine leaves and shreds,
hiding them in neighbors garden sheds.
At last mornings rays were on the horizon,
but still they had buckets of peas by the dozen.



From down the hall they heard somebody stir,
soon mom and dad would learn what they’ve been up to.
In a panic they began to eat and to eat,
and their tummy’s filled up with all that green goo.
At last they fell into their beds,
asleep before they lay down their heads.
Sleep away that stuffed little tummy
poor little Princess Robyn and Princess Sidney.
The Princesses woke up that day,
feeling a little pea green but dared not say.


And just when you thought our story was through,
and things could not get more silly …
Here come our two princess sisters,
Princess Robyn and Princess Sidney
Their mommy called them to come to eat,
they shuffled and dragged their feet.
Their tummies were still sore,
from all those peas the night before.
With a shuffle and shrug they sat at the table,
but to eat would they be able?



When they looked down at their plates what did they see?
A little spoonful of green beans each,
for Princess Robyn and Princess Sidney.
“Yuck!  No green beans for me,”
said Princess Robyn.

“Yuck!  Yuck!  No green beans for me,”
said Princess Sidney.

“Eat your beans please,” said Mommy.

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Crocodile Soup

This is a picture book I wrote and put together for my girls.  It is one of their favorites.

Crocodile Soup
by L. V. Gaudet
(c) 2007 all rights reserved

Two crocodiles in the pot.

We’re making …
crocodile, crocodile, crocodile soup.


Add some potatoes,
some carrots,
and other vegetables too.

We’re making …
crocodile, crocodile, crocodile soup.


Stir it and simmer it,
make it really hot.


Add one more crocodile to stir it,
add one more to the pot.

We’re making …
crocodile, crocodile, crocodile soup.


Grandma and Grandpa are coming for dinner.

Add another crocodile for them,
and one for Auntie and Uncle too.


Now the crocodile
added some onions and turnips too.

So much stuff going into
that fantastic brew.

crocodile, crocodile, crocodile soup.


Little Bo Peep brought her sheep
because it wasn’t mutton stew.

When she saw the crocodile
stirring the pot,
she knew just what to do.


She got on the phone and called up
a friend or two.

For everyone knows crocodiles make
the best crocodile soup.

crocodile, crocodile, crocodile soup.


When the crocodile saw such a big crowd,
prancing in the door, …

He exclaimed,
“Crikey mate, what’s next?
the butcher, the baker,
and the candlestick maker?”


That crocodile stirring the pot,
he sent his brother off to the zoo.

They’re going to need
another crocodile or two.

crocodile, crocodile, crocodile soup.


Then from the door came a terrible roar,
who could that be now at the door.

With a bang and a thud it flew open wide,
and the poor crocodile stirring the pot
let out a big sigh.


It was Pirate Captain Pete
and his whole scurvy pirate crew.

Old Leroy Lion, Greybeard,
Sammy Scoundrel, Handsome Henry,
Tina Terrible, and Johnny Little too.

crocodile, crocodile, crocodile soup.


So many dinner guests,
but he knew what to do.

We’ll have to toss in
another crocodile or two.


He got on the phone
and called up his cousins
down in the Bayou.

But those wily ol’ cocks
knew what he was up to.

crocodile, crocodile, crocodile soup.


Instead of coming to dinner themselves,
those smart ol’ crocks from swampy bog.

They netter and caught a whole bunch
of baby frogs,
and sent them with a note saying,
“make gumbo a la polliwog!”


When that jar of tadpoles arrived,
he had to think of something new.

He said,
“we are still going to need another
crocodile or two.”

crocodile, crocodile, crocodile soup.


Just then came another knock at the door.

And with a hiss, boom, roar
a whole football team with cheerleaders
came barging across the floor.


Well now we don’t need another
crocodile or two,
we need a whole lot more!

That poor crocodile stirring the pot,
he got on the phone and ordered
a gross of crocks by rush mail order.

crocodile, crocodile, crocodile soup.


When those crocodiles arrived,
it was quite a sight.

So many crocodiles everywhere!
It just didn’t seem right.


Oh, this crocodile soup
has gotten out of control!

That crocodile stirring the pot,
he keeps adding more and more and more!

crocodile, crocodile, crocodile soup.


A crocodile in your chair,
another in your hair!

Too many crocodiles in the pot!
One more dancing with the mop!


Crocodiles here and there,
a pair of crocodiles in your underwear!

Two crocodiles playing on the floor,
another walking through the door!

crocodile, crocodile, crocodile soup.


Crocodiles everywhere!

Too many crocodiles
in the crocodile soup!


Crocodiles, crocodiles, crocodile soup.

Crocodiles, crocodiles, crocodile soup.

Crocodiles, crocodiles, crocodile soup.


Arrr, Arrr, Arrr, Arrr, Arrrr, Arrrrrrrr

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Bunny Toes

This is a toddler book I wrote for my own children. The intent is for them to dance and act out the book as it is read. My girls love this book.

Bunny Toes
by L. V. Gaudet
(c) December 2006

I’m a little bunny,
from my nose …
all the way down
to my toes.


I have big feet
I think they’re pretty neat!

They help me go hop hop hop
Hop hop hop
I don’t stop,
Because I love to hop hop hop.


When I play …

I wiggle my ears,
I wiggle my nose,
I wiggle my tail,
I wiggle my toes.


I hop hop hop
I hop hop hop
I don’t stop
Because I love to hop hop hop.


I spin around on my toes,
I turn the other way and spin again.
When I’m done spinning,
I’m so dizzy I can’t even count to ten.


I like to eat carrots,
I chew chew chew.

They make me grow so big.
Here’s some for me and some for you.


I’m a little bunny,
from my nose …
all the way down
to my toes.

My ears are big,
My nose is small
I have a powder puff tail
And there is one part I like best of all.


What do you think
My favorite part is?

Is it my wiggly ears?
Is it my wiggly nose?
Is it my powder puff tail?
Is it my big feet,
which I think are so neat?


It’s not my big ears …
It’s not my little nose …
It’s not my powder puff tail,
And it’s not my neat big feet …


The part I like best of all
is my big wiggly bunny toes!

My big bunny toes can do lots.


My big bunny toes can …

Squish in the sand,
Wiggle until I giggle,
They tickle tickle tickle,
And a lot of other fun bunny toe things.

And best of all
my big bunny toes
let me hop hop hop.

I like to hop a lot.


Whatis your favorite part
of you?


I like that part too!

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