These are milestones that J may not remember when she is all grown up. The first song that brings back memories entirely her own and unrelated to mine.
Skidamarinkadinkadink, skidamarinkadoo, I Love You
Skidamarinkadinkadink, skidamarinkadoo, I Love You
I love you in the morning and in the afternoon
I love you in the evening and underneath the moon
Oh, Skidamarinkadinkadink, skidamarinkadinkadoo,
I Love You, I Love You.
It lights up her face up, makes her sing and dance along. "This is Nick's and my favorite song" she tells me and shows me how he used to dance. They go to different daycares now and may never meet again.
The first book J recommended to me - Cloudy With A Chance of Meatballs. Ever since Miss C read it to the class, J has not stopping talking about it. Thanks to her contagious enthusiasm, I borrowed it from the library. It is a delightful story and quite unputdownable. I look forward to many more recommendations from J.
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Cool! Thanks for the Amazon link - I'll stick these book titles into a list for kids' gifts.
I'm always wondering what's popular among the young readers.
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