It is not news that I love Where the Wild Things Are. Last night, I read the classic to Little Miss. She gets to pick a book and I get to pick a book at bedtime. She usually picks old favorites. She doesn't read the same book all the time, but they are the same handful. So, I try to sneak in a new one every so often - at the very least for my own sanity. She noticed that this copy was from Nanny and Papa (because my mom writes the date in every book she gives), and I said it was my book from when I turned 5. Well. That just made it the perfect book according to Little Miss who is going to be 5 - just like I was.
Also, when we got to the last page, she asked me to read it again because it really made her laugh for some reason. "And it was still hot."
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