I’m not a crier, never have been. I’m the one laughing at you for crying during a sappy movie. I’m also the one who finds “I’ll Love You Forever” extremely creepy and not a little perverse. It is the ultimate helicopter parent who drives down the road to their adult son’s house, climbs up a ladder to sneak a peek through the window, and then climbs in for a cuddle if their grown kid is asleep. What the hell Mr.Munsch?!
However, if I have to read “The Cat in the Hat” or “Green Eggs and Ham” or “The Grinch Who Stole Christmas” one more time before bedtime, I really will cry. They’re impressive pieces of writing and even though I am frequently in awe of Dr.Seuss’ rhyming and storytelling ability (with the exception of the slightly awkwardly written “And to Think That I Saw it on Mulberry Street”), I’d like to know why he had to make his books so damn long! I’m not interested in reading a 60 page bedtime story.
I have been known to hide books on more than one occasion. I hide the ones that make me cry, because I can’t stand to read them any more.
Which books make you cry? Have you ever hidden books that you’re sick of reading to your kids?