Dr. Ding has been having a series of very nostalgic dreams lately. Something about being out of my usual southerly environs seems to have jolted my REM sleep back online, probably it was all the frosted sugar cookies I ate over the holidays while visiting The Beyonce’s kinfolk up nawth.
Frosted sugar cookies are my Kryptonite. I could be, say, rushing off to go run an insight-oriented psychotherapy group with mere moments to spare, and if you placed a plate of said cookies directly in front of me, I wouldn’t make it on time. And Dr. Ding is always on time in her professional life, barring unforeseen circumstances like sudden explosive diarrhea or impromptu cattle drives. My personal life is another story, as I was once told during my impressionable youth that to arrive 20 minutes late is considered fashionably late, and I’ve strictly adhered to that dictum ever since.
So, with absolutely no segue, here’s a copy of Richard Scarry’s Busy, Busy World.
And then there’s another of my favorites: Cars and Trucks and Things That Go.
And last, but not least: What Do People Do All Day?
If you’ve never read any Richard Scarry books, Dr. Ding feels very sad for you. They feature little anthropomorphic animals living harmoniously in a Utopian society while getting into some very amusing-yet-instructive situations, clad in cheery Tyrolean hats, improbably constructed overalls, and suchlike. Check it!
What Do People Do All Day is quite possibly my favorite childhood book. My favorite part is where the mice put too much yeast in the bread and the bread grows to be bigger than the mice-and I blame that for being a carboholic. Impressionable years, I say.
Me too, Spirophita…it rawks. And I agree about the carboholic thing…it probably create my sugar cookie-as-Kryptonite uh issue as well. Damned mice.