the evolution of the English language
In my effort to enhance babyQ's 4 month old vocabulary and further encourage her love of [drooling on] books, I read her a new selection from her library about a dragon who demands her share of baked goods in return for not torching the castle:
The Muffin Muncher.
You can't tell me that the author, the illustrator, the editor and the publisher all glossed over that one without one eyebrow raised or lip smirked.
The Muffin Muncher.
You can't tell me that the author, the illustrator, the editor and the publisher all glossed over that one without one eyebrow raised or lip smirked.
posted by Jenn at
11:56 a.m.
5 Comments:
hehehe
uh oh, I'm feeling dumb, I don't get it.
But OH MY GOSH! I totally remember that series of books! Serendipity was the one I remember. Wow, it's amazing how vividly such an ancient memory can come flying back!
make sure your grandmother's not reading over your shoulder and see here... :P
Yeah, though, I got 1/2 dozen of that series - including Serendipity - all former inhabitants of my bookshelf. I have no idea where my mother stored them all these years, but I guess she did!
Well, they were written in the 70's :-)
I grew up reading them too!
The Muffin Muncher.
That is awesome. Then after she torches the castle she plays softball and goes to a gay pride parade.
I would totally buy that book.
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