One Sunday morning the warm sun came up, and POP, out of the egg came a tiny and very hungry caterpillar.
That might not be word perfect but it is from memory, so give me a break! Writing about Scuppers the other day make me think about all those other wonderful books we love. The Very Hungry Caterpillar was always popular in this house. I knew it so well that I could read each page without needing to see it and, as such, was able to do it with lights dimmed, encouraging sleep far more easily in two active boys! I was never any good at remembering the order of the long page of goodies as we always made up our own versions of deliciousness. What a great book. Another on the list of ‘never to be given away’.