Timelies everyone.
Oh, Nonian, that's such a good idea! Goodnight Moon and Where the Wild Things Are are perfect choices. Some others mine have all loved are:
Sandra Boynton's The Bedtime Book and Moo Baa LaLaLa
The Runaway Bunny
Dinosaur Roar by Paul and Henrietta Stickland
any Dr. Seuss, but particularly The Foot Book, Mr. Brown Can Moo and The Shape of Me and Other Things
Also, there's Make Way for Ducklings and Are You My Mother?, just to start. So many good books to choose from.
Last, one of my kids' favorites was Sheep, Sheep, Sheep, Help Me Fall Asleep by Arlene Alda, but it might be out of print.
Skipped madly. Much ~ma to all who need it.
Hmm.
That was precisely my thought.
I'm so glad people (you know who you are) posted more uncomfortable links than mine. Though that feathered butt plug was alien in its beauty.
How about a succession of nursery rhymes, Nonian?
Do you all have any recommendations of books that would fit the bill?
Guiess How Much I love You, Winnie the Pooh, a book of nursery rhymes and other poetry, Dr. Suess, Owl Moon, Dr. Suess, Madeline, Olivia, Lyle, Lyle the Crocodile, actually I could go on for awhile.
And any books that were your favorite when you were little.
My deviled egg filling is a little lumpy. I used the hand mixer, but it's still lumpy. I'm frustrated.
That was precisely my thought.
And if I bought it, you would have someone to blame it on.
I am
all
about the blame of other people.
Ooh, they have others too. (not really work safe) [link] I think the one with the cape is kind of cute. I wonder if you can get one sans vibrator?
If you put pickle relish in the filling for your deviled eggs, nobody notices that it's lumpy. I don't make deviled eggs often. Their preparation to eating time ratio is too high. They are faster to make since I started putting the filling in a plastic bag, clipping off the corner and piping in the filling.
The half-marathon group has started training again, so I was up at an ungodly hour. Since it's the beginning, we didn't go very far, but it was trauma enough getting up early again.
I have been having all sorts of weird dreams. Last night I dreamed I was with someone else and we ended up with these two convicts in the car whom we kept trying to lose and then we lost them and were walking home for 20+ miles. After a while, I kept trying to get the other person to agree to getting a cab, but she kept insisting on walking. The night before, I was betting on the winter Olympics with Jerry Ohrbach and the IRS showed up and wanted to know how much money we had won.
If you put pickle relish in the filling for your deviled eggs, nobody notices that it's lumpy. I don't make deviled eggs often. Their preparation to eating time ratio is too high. They are faster to make since I started putting the filling in a plastic bag, clipping off the corner and piping in the filling.
They're done. I was a big meanie and woke up Emily to come taste the filling. I have a decorator [link] that I use to fill them, which makes it very easy. Of course, I ruined one of my nails in the process. So much for being all girly.
Everything is ready, though. Now what do I do for the next 6 hours?
