Monday afternoon, ML yelled, “Mommy! Come Here.” When I didn’t arrive immediately, she yelled, “Mommy! Come Here. Mommy! Come Here. MOMMY COME HERE!!!!
Upon entering her room, she directed me to a dark corner underneath her loft. She pointed to tiny indentations on her pinkish-purple wall. ML exclaimed, “It’s like in the book.” I had no idea what she was talking about. Annoyed I wasn’t making the connection. Ml said, “You know the book we read last night with the woodpecker.”
Lucy Cousins the creator of the series of Maisy picture books recently pubished Peck, Peck, Peck . . .an adorable book about a daddy woodpecker teaching his child to peck. There are holes in each item the baby bird pecks. She pecks through a house’s blue door. Afterwards, the fun really begins. She pecks a tennis racket, a picture of Aunt Geraldine, polka dot underwear, blue shampoo, seventeen jelly beans and so much more.
My coworker’s two-year old son liked poking his fingers through the holes. I enjoy seeing how different ages of children react to the same book.