Wednesday, 9 May 2012

may, 9th - where the wild things were....

day 822:

RIP Maurice Sendak.

Where the Wild Things Are is a favourite book in this house......we frequently roar our terrible roars, gnash our terrible teeth, roll our terrible eyes and show our terrible claws......but mostly we do plenty of  'wild rumpusing' across the couches.

and Limi's favourite part:

“But the wild things cried, “Oh please don’t go - we’ll eat you up - we love you so!”
And Max said, “No!”

the 'No' is always shouted with all seriousness and a waggling finger....she could definitely whip some Wild Things into shape.


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