Monday, November 28, 2011

Wee Bap Bap Bad-Ap Bo

This is the book my son has had me reading all day long.

My daughter calls the last one, "The Pencil Pooper." Which is actually quite mild considering the psychotic guano-gaze bat-shit thousand-mile stare that girl has due to contracting raccoon-leukemia.

1 comment:

  1. When I was a little kid I read books about hungry caterpillars and tank engines. I wish my parents had given me books about poo instead.