My mom was sent a book in the mail and I took it upon myself to test it out.
The front says it's called Daddy Flies but I call it Daddy Sooooaaaas (Soars). Yesterday we read it three times in a row. The dad goes to work just like my dad does! What a coincidence.
I spend a lot of time looking at the picture of the author's family on the back of the book. It boggles my mind that the book is about a little girl AND THERE'S A LITTLE GIRL ON THE BACK. Was that planned?
I read somewhere in the range of 57 books a day so I know what I'm talking about when I say this is a good book. The pictures are, in the words of the one who birthed me, delightful. My only complaint is the little boy doesn't have a name. I gave him one that sounds something like Ruuufinins. I think it's perfect.
Gotta go unroll some toilet paper.
3 comments:
Ok I think Its settled, when I have a little one I will call you with all our daily happenings and stories and let you retell them bc you seriously crack me up. Love you girl!!! Speaking of calls, we need a phone date soon!!!
Annabelle already has such distinguished literary taste!
She is too cute, she looks so sophisticated with her book. :)
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