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Criss Cross, Applesauce

(Draw a large “X” on baby’s back,

with a dot in the center)

Spider’s crawling up your spine

(Tickle from bottom to top of baby’s back)

Cool breeze

(Blow on the back of baby’s neck)

Tight squeeze (gently squeeze shoulders)

Now you’ve got the shivers!

(Quickly tickle from bottom to top of baby’s back)

 

Here sits Lord Mayor, (tap baby’s forehead)

Here sits his men. (tap near each of baby’s ears)

Here sits the rooster,

(tap on one of baby’s cheekbones)

And here sits the hen (tap on the other cheekbone)

Here sits the chickens, (tap on baby’s nose)

And here they run in (tap on baby’s mouth)

Chin chopper, chin chopper, chin chopper chin!

(gently hold baby’s chin and move up and down)

 

The little mice go creeping

(with one finger from each hand, walk up baby from toes to head)

Creeping, creeping,

The little mice go creeping,

All through the house.

 

The big black cat goes stalking,

Stalking, stalking,

The big black cat goes stalking,

All through the house.

 

The little mice go scampering,

(quickly tickle from toes to head)

Scampering, scampering,

The little mice go scampering,

All through the house.

 

Slowly, slowly, very slowly

(draw a circle in baby’s palm)

Creeps the garden snail

Slowly, slowly, very slowly,

(Walk finger up baby’s arm)

Up the wooden rail.

 

Quickly, quickly, very quickly

(quickly, draw a circle in baby’s palm)

Runs the little mouse.

Quickly, quickly, very quickly

(quickly walk finger up baby’s arm and tickle)

In his little house!

 

Round and round the cornfield

(draw a circle in palm or on belly)

Looking for a hare.

Where can we find one?

(walk fingers up baby’s arm or torso)

Right up there!

(gently tickle baby’s hair)

 

Round and round the garden

(draw a circle on baby’s palm or belly)

Like a teddy bear

One step, two steps

(walk finger up baby’s arm)

Tickle you under there!

(tickle under baby’s arm)

 

My father is a butcher,

(draw a circle on baby’s belly)

My mother cuts the meat,

And I’m the little hot dog

That runs around the street. (tickle!)

 

 

 

 

 

Tickle Rhymes

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