An appropriate sipdown after a damp, raw, wind-cutting-right-through-your-jeans afternoon running the last gift shopping errands. Was hunting for a classic children’s book for a friend who’s a new granddad (in other words, a package full of bonding time). But mercy—which one? One Fish, Two Fish? Goodnight Moon? Little Critter? The Runaway Bunny? A Fly Went By? Between overthinking a simple purchase and wistful nostalgia for a cuddly toddler to read aloud to, I’m now mentally and emotionally wrung dry :)
Savoy still carries this…a black tea counterpart to CS Candy Cane Lane. Even though I was down to the dregs of the packet, there’s still plenty of vanilla-minty goodness for one last cup.
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Oh thanks for putting a smile on my face. When my oldest was a wee little lad I had to read Hand Hand Fingers Thumb every night and I couldn’t skip a page. I can still repeat some of it from memory.
Pickle Things by Marc Brown: Pickle things you never see, like pickles on a Christmas tree. A pickle ear, a pickle nose; pickle hair and pickle toes. I’ll refrain from the rest.
Oooh, I missed that one. ha
Oh thanks for putting a smile on my face. When my oldest was a wee little lad I had to read Hand Hand Fingers Thumb every night and I couldn’t skip a page. I can still repeat some of it from memory.
Pickle Things by Marc Brown: Pickle things you never see, like pickles on a Christmas tree. A pickle ear, a pickle nose; pickle hair and pickle toes. I’ll refrain from the rest.
Oooh, I missed that one. ha