All my people are havin' babies and it's freaking me out! Little toddlers sproutin' up like drooly, onesy-clad weeds! It seems like they're everywhere!
Well - as long as you folks are set on fornicatin' and populatin', here's some stuff to introduce your kid to. Get him or her growin' and brainin' proper. (And I promise that will be the last injudicious use of apostrophes in this post.)
The graphic designer in me thinks this book rocks. The storyteller in me tells me this book rocks. And something else in me wishes I was five and seeing this guy's cute little snout for the first time. Buy the book here.
Now, this book I'm not so sure about. With the appearance of several magazine pieces, a segment on The Show and a new book about the author Dare Wright's life, you'd think this story of loneliness, friendship (and corporal punishment) would be flying off the shelves. And it is getting snapped up - but by parents who decide, after rereading a few pages, to keep the strange little book to themselves, out of the hands of their children - and wonder what it was that enchanted them all those years ago. The NYT thinks Jean Nathan's got all the answers.
As far as other questionable material for children goes - you could find less disturbing fare than this fellow's work. Yet, perhaps because his ofttimes dark and cruel but eventually just and funny and sweet stories are equally comforting and surreal, they've endured - thankfully so. I only hope Johnny Depp and Tim Burton don't mangle the first movie and the book in the process of honoring both.
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