I woke up this morning with the line “Good night room. Good night moon. Goodnight cow jumping over the moon” repeating itself over and over again in my head. Why? Because last night I read Haley Goodnight Moon for the one-millionth time. Surely that must be a record for a kid that’s only 18-months old.
The kid has bookshelves full of books. They come in every shape, color and size. But for some reason, we can only read Goodnight Moon. I know it’s one of those must read, iconic children’s books…but must we read it every single night? When Haley’s not looking here’s what I’d like to do:
- shoot the cow that jumps over the moon and have a big ol’ T-bone steak
- hide the socks and mittens from the little old lady so that her extremities freeze
- turn back the clocks an hour so the kittens are late for dinner
Then, when Haley is completely distraught, I’ll read her my recent 401(k) statements to cheer her up!