Margaret: This book is marvelous. It has a bear, who is missing a button off of his overalls, and he goes to a place with a bed and a lamp that goes crash, and someone says “Oh, Mommy,” and then at the end there’s hudging. This book is the best ever. Did I mention that he is missing a button? He has green overalls. And they’re missing a button. And there’s hudging. And a bed. And he’s missing a button.
Summary: He’s missing a button, but there’s hugging. Like so:
And so:
Beth: So it’s a sweet story and all, but WHAT SORT OF LOW-RENT NIGHT WATCHMAN ARE THEY EMPLOYING?!? He hears a crash, comes down and finds the lamp knocked down, looks around for the intruders – because, you know, empty rooms don’t just spontaneously begin to knock furniture down – and when he finds a stuffed bear hidden in a bed, that answers the question for him? He stops looking for whoever made the noise, and just returns the bear to his spot downstairs? Really? Does that seem like the sort of night watchman you’d want to employ?
Summary: I want to go rob the department story in Corduroy. Perhaps that’s what the sequel, A Pocket for Corduroy,* is really about, and he needs a pocket to cart away his loot.
*I have not read this book, but I am certain that at some point, Margaret will learn of its existence, and I will.
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