by John Buller and Susan Schade
This book is a heartwarming book to read to a baby, showcasing the various ways in which we love things. It starts off with "I love you like I love blueberry pancakes". Which is really sweet, but personally, I love chocolate chip pancakes more. And I really love chocolate chip pancakes that also have strawberries and walnuts. And if you really want to go into details, I love the fresh Iowa grown strawberries and not that crap shipped from California. I just don't feel like I should be telling my son that I love him like something that I kinda like but I would love him more if he were different. Maybe that's the foodie in me.
Then the book goes on to say "I love you like vines love trees". This wouldn't bother me except for the illustration of ivy vines wrapped around the trunk of a tree. I lived in Oregon for six years and I saw the ivy sucking the life blood out of the forests. I helped to pull ivy vines out of the woods. The shit is invasive. The environmentalist in me doesn't want to send that message to my son.
"I love you like boots love splashing in puddles": the literalist in me doesn't want my baby to think that inanimate objects feel love. But kids do probably think their stuffed animals love them, so I'll let that one slide.
"I love you like the moon at night: big and round and warm and bright". The scientist in me is going to go ahead and point out that the moon is no tropical island.
In conclusion, this is probably a decent book if you don't dissect it like I did.
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