There is so much joy in watching your children discover the wonders of things that you loved as a child, too! Supergus brought home Shel Silverstein's "Where the Sidewalk Ends" book from the library last week. After reading out loud through several of the poems in a dramatic way, Supergus just eyeballed me curiously, like I had grown a second head. Oh, he'd never heard Shel READ the poems before! They come to life when he does!
I quickly put in the beloved CD and watched as his eyes lit up and he laughed! Even after years have passed: Sarah Cynthia Silvia Stout still won't take the garbage out, Jimmy Jet is still a TV set, Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too are still lost on an adventure and Sisters still aren't going for even a nickle at auction.! Each one was better than the last! We both laughed at "How can you tell if a window is open?~Throw a rock at it!" And the shock on his face when the jaws went SNAP in"Crocodile teeth's ~What's one more dentist, more of less?!" was priceless...
Treasures are hidden on those pages and we're determined to find many of them-together!
Sheldon Alan "Shel" Silverstein (September 25, 1930 – May 10, 1999)