Where the Butterflies Are

Luke: "Mommy, will you read me 'Where the Butterflies Are'?"

Me (noting the book he was holding): "You mean 'Where the Wild Things Are?'" (Which is my favorite children's book ever, by far.)

Luke: "Yes."

And then all the way through he made me change "Wild Things" to "Butterflies."

I keep thinking the poetry I read the kids has wormed its way into that brain of his...the words "Wild Things" and "Butterflies" don't rhyme, but there's something cool and similar to the sound of them...

XO