My Gramma passed away about 12 years ago...does not seem that long!! She used to sing this little song to me...and out of the blue I started humming it this morning...
I love you a bushel and peck
A bushel and peck and a hug around the neck
A hug around the neck and a barrel and a heap
A barrel and a heap and I'm talking in my sleep
About you, about you
Cause I love you a bushel and a peck
You bet your pretty neck, I do
When I was a kid...I had no idea what a "bushel" or a "peck" was...but I knew it meant she loved me a whole lot!
May you have a day filled with bushels & pecks of love & laughter!!