The book is kind of in shambles. After all, what would you expect from a book that made it through the '80s? Actually, this is the only book that made it past the too-grown-up feelings of puberty, the makeovers of high school, and the packing for college. I had to take the book to Kinkos to get a new binding put on it (spiral), but they couldn't do anything with the hard covers. I'm going to have to get crafty to somehow attach them.
A true piece of vintage, this book is. The pictures are simply endearing and the little rhymes so charmingly innocent.
Like who could resist this octopus? Wouldn't he make a dynamite waiter?
I want to go to this place too:
And be friends with these charming kite-flying kids:
I have really vivid memories of this bus picture. Even now, I stop on that page and stare. Not sure what it is about the double-decker bus. But all I can think about is a bus tour in San Francisco or something. It just makes me happy.
And duh, don't your birds always stop to picnic at the bus-top? Ha!
This cutie is a keeper. I'm sure my son will inherit the charmer at some point, but then I might have to steal it back.
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