All children get attached to certain books.  When ML was a toddler, I read Planting a Rainbow by Lois Ehlert five million times.

Last Christmas, ML received a copy of Fancy Nancy’s Splendiferous Christmas by Jane O’Connor.  She wanted me to read it every night for months.  We did.  Until I hid it in late February.  Out of sight.  Out of mind.  I wasn’t trying to censor my daughter’s book choices.  I can only say splendiferous so many times.

Of course, Fancy Nancy didn’t leave our life.  ML the adventerous nature lover moved on to Fancy Nancy:  Explorer Extraordinaire.  Extraordinaire is much easier to pronounce than splendiferous.

When ML was upset  she didn’t receive a speaking part for the kindergarten play, Fancy Nancy came to the rescue.  I shared Fancy Nancy and the Mermaid Ballet.  Afterwards, we talked about her disappointment.  She agreed each person in a show is important.  At the kindergarten show, ML was on the back row doing her part.  Singing her heart out and smiling.