I picked these little outfits out, for my triplet niece and nephews, with moons and stars before these little miracles were born. As I was buying them I flashed back to bits and pieces of a song my mom used to sing to me "Wynken, Blynken, and Nod" then I sent the outfits off to Florida and forgot about the song etc. My sister-in-law sent me these pictures of the little bundles wearing the outfits and again I thought of "Wynken, Blynken, and Nod". The journalling on the side is the story. Wynken, blynken and Nod one night sailed off in a wooden shoe sailed on a river of crystal light, into a sea of dew . . . . . . Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes and Nod is a little head, and the wooden shoe that sailed the skies is a wee one's trundle-bed. So shut your eyes while mother sings of wonderful sights that be, and you shall see the beautiful things as you rock in the misty sea . . . . . .
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February 06, 2007