Micah has been enjoying Where the Wild Things Are lately. We read it almost every night. He can say most of it with me by now.
If you remember, Max is sent to bed without his supper. Then, as king of the Wild Things, he sends the Wild Things to bed without their supper.
Last night, at the end of the story, Micah says, “Daddy, you know what Max should have done?”
“No, what, buddy?”
“He should have given them big hugs … and kisses!”
He’s three. I don’t know what world my son lives in, but I like that world.
Peace.