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What's your favorite children's book of all time?

    Because some of you have asked, what I'm doing these days - now that I've lost my 9 to 5 - is writing a children's book - the one I have dreamed about since 1994 ( although my daughter and husband insist it's been longer than that.)  The protagonist is a little girl, but that's all I'm going to say about that for now. My self-imposed deadline for completion: Dec. 31.
    I've been spending a lot of time in children's book stores which are wonderful, reassuring places to hang out.  Today, I'll be attending story time at the public library. If only there was some kind of "Rent-a-Kid" service from which I could borrow somebody's grandchild for an hour or two. I think people are starting to wonder about the lady who lurks alone in the children's library....
   What is your favorite children's book?  Mine is pictured above.  I've always had a weakness for wild things.
This is the one my son couldn't get enough of.

Comments

My favorites: "Where the Wild Things Are" and "The Giving Tree."
Good luck with the project!
Anonymous said…
"I think I can. I think I can."

The Little Engine That Could, of course!
Suzanne KS said…
Right now, drop everything and read "The Story of Holly and Ivy"....I read it first in a Ladies' Home Journal in the late 50's...it is a most wonderful Christmas story for our children....love it!
Laurie said…
I love Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, Very Bad Day
GolferGirl29 said…
"One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish." The best!

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