Bees and do's

 Sitting on my back lawn, with my mom in a chair, me plopped on the grass, sitting by my sister Bess with folded legs enjoying the evening sunset.

This is a conversation that ensued, all started by Bess, noting that there were lots of flies shooting around, their wings lit up in the sun, just flying in squares, "measuring the air," as my mom would say. 

"Bee's should be called dos, and tree's or rocks should be called be's. Because Bee's are busy all the time, hence they are totally not Bees, they are do's. or dos'

It would be much more appropriate to say when looking at a bee on a flower.

"Look there's a bunch of doos, doing their thing." 

And when looking at a forest of trees, wow, "look at that forest of Bee's they are so still, and beautiful."

Horse should be called, runs.

Cat's mews, or purrs.

Goats, should be eats.

Cows, milks. 

Pigs, muds. 

Grasshoppers should be called boings. 

Snakes should be called slithers.

Flies----they can still be called flies. Someone named them right.

Birds, wings.

Giraffes, would be longs, or Talls.

Squirrels, nuts.

Stephanie's would be butterflies, or dandelions.

Bessie, violins, or music.

Mom---books or words. Probably books. Religious ones. 

Elephants would be called hose noses. 

Monkeys, arms. 

Dogs, Barks. 

Lions, Roars. 

Fish, swims.

Worms, wriggles. 

Ladybugs, reds. 

Flowers, colors, or perfumes.