Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
REDIRECT ALERT! (Scroll down past this mess if you're trying to read an archived post. Thanks. No, really, thanks.)
Due to my inability to control my temper and complacently accept continued silliness with not-quite-as-reliable-as-it-ought-to-be Blogger/Blogspot, your beloved Possumblog will now waddle across the Information Dirt Road and park its prehensile tail at http://possumblog.mu.nu.
This site will remain in place as a backup in case Munuvia gets hit by a bus or something, but I don't think they have as much trouble with this as some places do. ::cough::blogspot::cough:: So click here and adjust your links. I apologize for the inconvenience, but it's one of those things.
Monday, November 24, 2003
Mike Mulligan and His Steam Shovel
I’m going to be late tomorrow morning, both to work and to blog. It seems that Little Boy’s teacher sent out a call for moms and dads to come to school and share their favorite childhood storybook, and Jonathan wanted me to come read.
How could I refuse!? He used his tender, pleading, puppy-dog eyes!
Anyway, tomorrow’s selection will be Mike Mulligan and His Steam Shovel, a book that I first saw when Captain Kangaroo read it on his show. I loved the pictures, especially the one at the very end where Mike and Mary Anne are nice and warm down in the cellar.
And, yes, I still have my copy.
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