A poem by Elizabeth Thompson.
This is the poem I never thought I'd get to write, in the days when I wondered if anyone would ever call me “mom.”
This is family. This is real. I have married a man who can take pinkeye and lice on vacation, and turn it into a party . . . now that’s a good man. That’s a good life.
I want to stop time, freeze-fram your innocence, your toddlerhood, this moment, forever.
The whole world is a kid again, if only for a time. For an extra hour, maybe two, we revel in the lingering daylight, wrapping ourselves in the friendly dark that slowly puts the day to sleep. And in those hours, anything is possible.
A toddler in footy pajamas, snuggled up in your lap; a clever picture book; a chorus of belly laughs… Does bedtime get any better than that? These five picture books are crowd-pleasers sure to get toddlers and preschoolers—and their parents!—giggling with glee.