Picture Books in the Wild
My family ventured into the great outdoors for a camping weekend recently. The girls had a blast swimming in a too-nice-for-a-campground pool, catching fish who jumped on the hook without much coaxing, and a playground with an old-school merry-go-round (which mom rode for quite awhile only to remember her accelerated age causes dizziness and nausea on spinny things.) Even though I wasn't writing on our trip, picture book images kept appearing. Take for instance this celebrity: Yes, the Very Hungry Caterpillar himself! And my oh my it looks like he has been filling up on hotdogs and s'mores and cheeseballs. The girls, assuming he had a tummy ache, gave him a nice green leaf. After proudly showing him to the boys at the next site (carefully, too - boys squish things,) we placed him in ...