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My son is cracking me up. Yesterday his book pick off of my shelf was "You Grow Girl" by Gayla Trail. He took it all over the house with him, pausing to sit and flip through the pages, seeming to admire that it contains illustrations, as well as real photos. Today he is still on about it. He has brought it to me to read, but only for a minute. He mostly wants to enjoy it alone. He opens it to the back flap and looks at Gayla's picture and points, making soft sounds. I think he's in love! I'm giddy that he wants to cart around a gardening book. I'm going to go see if she has tee shirts in his size.




Ahh, that's cute! Perhaps you have a future horticulturalist on your hands.
Posted by: ally bean | April 24, 2007 at 11:29 AM
you don't even KNOW how much i love your boy for this. i, too, carry this book around with me, gnaw on the pages, and stare lovingly at all the fruits and veggies that gayla's magical hands create. aaahh....
Posted by: nina | April 26, 2007 at 07:10 AM
i think your boy seriously makes me the cluckiest out of all children in the world.
i'm not kidding.
*happy sigh*
that is just scrumptious, pixielotus.
utterly scrumptious.
Posted by: Goddess of Leonie | April 26, 2007 at 03:52 PM