Slap the baby and make him pee!

I feel like a lot of these post recently have been about my sister, which is bizarre because we live several hours away from each other.

oh well, here comes another!

When we were little we had this book that was very disturbing and frightening, but also completely entrancing. We would stare at the intricate, biz are pictures for hours. Pictures of a little girl checking on her baby sister, only to find a giant ice cube shaped like a baby after her sister had been stolen by goblins, goblins who were going to make the baby their wife, a pile of babies upon babies in a pit, crying and desperately trying to escape with no avail.

I mean, really disturbing stuff.

When I was about 15 or 16 I watched the labyrinth for the first time in probably 10 years and it dawned on me that that creepy book was the same plot at the labyrinth and that brought all of these memories back. The good news was, my sister remembered the book exactly as I had so I knew I wasn't exaggerating as I tend to accidentally do about things in my past (I was amazed when I found out that eating spaghetti on Christmas eve was not one of our family traditions...but I could've sworn...)
The bad news was, our parents and older brother had no idea what we were talking about.

And so it has gone on for five years. Maleah and I wondering about this book, wondering why any parent would let their kid read this book...and today, it was found!

Behold!!

Outside Over There
by Maurice Sendak



pick yourself up a copy.

maleah is the ultimate.