As quiet as a tomb, that's what Granny's house is like, and her four grandchildren are doomed to spend all Tuesday in her living room. Don't make a racket, Mom tells them, or Granny's nerves will go. And sure enough, Granny's temper does flare after a while. "These old bones are tired", she cries. "This house is far too quiet!" So with whoops and hollers, cap gun firing, pots banging, model rockets launching, and even "Hail to the Chief" playing on whistle and kazoo, her grandchildren happily turn up the volume in the rollicking rhymes and ever more riotous pictures of this intergenerational salute to high decibel fun.
As quiet as a tomb, that's what Granny's house is like, and her four grandchildren are doomed to spend all Tuesday in her living room. Don't make a racket, Mom tells them, or Granny's nerves will go. And sure enough, Granny's temper does flare after a while. "These old bones are tired", she cries. "This house is far too quiet!" So with whoops and hollers, cap gun firing, pots banging, model rockets launching, and even "Hail to the Chief" playing on whistle and kazoo, her grandchildren happily turn up the volume in the rollicking rhymes and ever more riotous pictures of this intergenerational salute to high decibel fun.