OK, book number two read. AJ and I read How Fletcher Was Hatched together today. It's just a simple, old-fashioned story about a dog who feels neglected by his mistress. His friends, an otter and a beaver decide to help him compete with the cute little chicks stealing his attention by building an egg around him. It's nothing flashy, no aspirations of political correctness, just a sweet kids story that I must have read a million times when I was a kid. (Every illustration was etched on my memory as if I had read the book yesterday--it was fun walking through familiar territory!)
So we read the book . . . and I said with a sigh, "I loved this book when I was a kid!"
AJ responded: "Sure mom. Whatever. I'll be outside."
Ah, what treasured memories. (Can you feel the cynicism?) At least I can count another book on my 888 List.