Do you remember the old Maurice Sendak book, Chicken Soup With Rice? It was my second favorite book growing up. My very favorite of favorite-ist books by Sendak is Pierre: A Cautionary Tale. You'll remember that he was the boy that said "I don't care" to the people in his life. Why was this my favorite book? I don't know, except that maybe watching an apathetic boy who had to be eaten by a lion to learn to love his life and care about others, appealed to me. I love a good Redemption story.
Chicken Soup with Rice, is my second Sendak favorite. Its my favorite because it has three of my favorite things in it: poetry, seasons/months, and chicken soup. I especially love the poem for November:
I will flop
my flippy tail
and spout hot soup.
I'll be a whale!
spouting chicken soup
Today we took the kids to the park down the street from our house. We are having a cold front here. It was 72 degrees outside with a cool breeze. I sat on a quilt and read while the kids played soccer with their dad. Dressed in a tank top, running shorts, and tennis shoes, a gust of wind blew a cloud over the spot where I was sitting and, for half-a-second, I tried to decide if I was actually cold.
It's a lovely November day, a great day to watch my family play together and be grateful. I'm glad I don't have to be eaten by a lion to remember that I'm...
happy chicken soup