New Insights into The Old Woman Who Lived in a Shoe

 

Last night I was downstairs, nursing Alaina, listening to Jason going back and forth between Benjamin and Janae upstairs--while they giggled, cried, and just generally refused to go to sleep. I wanted to help, but there was not much I could do while pinned to the rocking chair.

The thought crossed my mind: "I have so many children I don't know what to do."

This, of course, got me thinking about the old woman who lived in a shoe, and I started to wonder how many children she actually had.

 

I decided it might have been only three, despite what the illustrations in children's nursery rhyme books portray.

And by "old woman" we could certainly be talking about someone in her late 30s.

 

I still haven't figured out the shoe part, though (small townhouse could fit but it seems like a bit of a loose connection . . .).