As a birthday present, Hazel told me I could give her three zerberts today. One after breakfast. One after lunch and one afted dinner. I thought for sure she would run for the hills when I came zerbert hunting but she dutifully pulled up her shirt and said “Small one …
Sam and Hazel engaged in a friendly “I can scream louder than you” contest today. Aline wasn’t impressed.
Hazel is not a big fan of zerberts where I blow on her belly. Usually she squeals No! No! No Zerberts! But every now and then she looks at me and negotiates. In three hours or three minutes. And then when the time’s up she comes over willingly. Lies down. …
With his “secret plans and clever tricks,” the Enormous Crocodile desires to lunch not with but on a nice, juicy child.
Just the sort of book to give a kid pleasant dreams at night . . .
