Good Night Moon

Laynee loved her Good Night Moon book.

   She loved all books but there was something special about Good Night Moon.  She would listen intently and every time we turned a page she would quickly find and point out the mouse that was hiding within the pages. She would look up at me with eyes full of anticipation, knowing full well that I would scold that mouse for hiding there.  I would mock yell "no mouse in the house."

Kruz is gaining interest in books and so I read to him.

 I dig through the pile of board books with simple pictures and a word or two on each page.

I avoid Good Night Moon.

Kruz seems to like the animal books most.  Pictures of one or two animals on each page.  He grins as I make the appropriate animal sounds.

I avoid Good Night Moon.

I point out his own ears and nose, eyes and toes as we read about those of other babies.

I avoid Good Night Moon.

Tonight in the stack of books that came down from the shelf was a green and red book with yellow letters.

It was Good Night Moon.

It is a good book.  Well written.  Well illustrated.

I read Good Night Moon.

It hurt.  It hurt so bad.

Good Night Stars

Good Night Air

Good Night noises everywhere

Good Night Laynee

I miss you so

Wait for me 'til I get there.