This book reminds me of being at my grandmother’s house. It lived there along with a hodge-podge of other toys that had just always lived at Grandma’s. Like my mother’s old baby doll and the clothes my Grandma sewed for it. And the life-sized stuffed pink python my Grandpa brought my mom from a toy convention he attended in NYC in the 60s.
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It never pays to lie to the gym teacher. The only thing worse than having to run during P.E. is getting caught in a lie about how many laps you ran – in front of the whole class.