Tonight as my little prince toddled around making a mess, picking up everything he could reach and dropping it into a bathtub, I read, sort of to his sister, but mostly to me, some more of this wonderful book.
I am intentionally reading it slowly, drinking it in. We read tonight about how sheep eat flowers with thorns and I regained my daughter’s concentration as we began to hear the voice of the vain little flower that the Prince loved.
Of course it has so many parallels, as you know if you have read it and if you have not… I will not spoil it for you!
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