Did you, or someone you love, enjoy this book as a child?
How about as a grown-up?
I loved it for the art.
Today I love it because I, also, am hungry all the time.
I wish that eating through all the things I'd like to eat through would do for me what it did for the caterpillar.
Alas.
I think not.
But there is another reason I'm looking at this book today.
Back when our last three Shoots (Ps.128:3) were in elementary school, Beanie Babies were all the rage.
The Shoots were raised commercial free, though, and that had a couple of nice side effects.
They read books.
That's one.
And, though they heard all about the latest rages at school, they usually made up their own minds as to whether or not they liked a thing.
That's the second.
They liked the Beanies.
But they didn't care about the brand.
So, when I found a big sale on Beanie knock-offs one summer, I splurged on a nice big bunch of them.
Everything from ladybugs to fish.
And I did not give them to the Shoots.
I did not even show them to the Shoots.
I checked out children's library books of the nature kind.
One to correspond to every Beanie I'd purchased.
Read a book, get a Beanie.
That's the way it was.
Reward or bribe?
You decide.
This is the decision I made this week:
I want to drop my next toy for The Toy Society at the library.
That's what got me thinking about those Beanies.
So, yesterday I checked out this book and read it.
"On Monday he ate through one apple. But he was still hungry."
And today I raided my scrap stash.
"On Tuesday he ate through two pears. But he was still hungry."
And I made some plans...
"On Wednesday he ate through three plums. But he was still hungry."
...of the sewing kind.
Which will have to wait.
Because I have to go to the grocery store now.
To get some things to eat through.