Saturday, March 6, 2010

Where the Wild Things Are


A few days ago, Thomas climbed into this box and said it was his boat.

I asked him if he was going to sail through night and day and in and out of weeks and almost over a year to where the wild things are, and he said, "Yes, with Max."


He is developing quite the imagination. And sometimes I do feel like scenes from this book are happening right in my very own living room. Especially this one:

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