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.