The night before we had read The Snowy Day by Ezra Jack Keats. Somethings just work out perfectly like that. Later that evening when Malcolm was at the chalk board as I fixed dinner I heard him say "Dear Daddy-o, I like snow." (A smile just came across your face, did it not?)
{Malcolm is having a one to one with his Smiling Snowman.}
(By the way, I get lost in the beautiful pages of The Snowy Day, I just stare and stare. My favorite page is the red snowsuit and footprints.)
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
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5 comments:
So cute! Love the picture. We're so jealous!
that's such a cute picture. i'll have to check that book out sometime
The thing I miss most while living in a desert is that first snowfall, it is so magical! What a sweet boy. I will have to read that one with my boys...
Hey, I know that scarf!
I know exactly what page you are talking about. That is my favorite page too! What a good memory. I had totally forgotten about that book. But now I remember how much I loved it. It really was captivating as a child. I really need to read it again.
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