This is where I'm torn. The ABC of Monsters is from my childhood. It belong
Written by Deborah Niland, it's the very cute tail of a little girl who goes to a monster party and sees them "annoying apes", "bothering bees", "cuddling cats" . . . "and zig-zagging all the way home". The illustrations are both hilarious and engaging and it won the Children's Book Council of Australia Picture Book of the Year Award 1977. The little man has his own actions and sound effects for every letter of the alphabet, especially the predictable "kissing kings", but also the "gobbling grannies" and "ogling ogres".
This is where I'm torn. The book is great and the little man loves it. He loves it too much. It's more than 30 years old and it's not holding up very well to his love. While all the pages are currently attached, they cannot remain so for much longer. So do I save it and only share it in small doses, hopefully prolonging it's life or do I keep at this rip-roaring pace? Less pleasure for longer or more for shorter? What about any potential sibilings, shouldn't they get to share in this treasure?
I think there are a couple used copies floating around the internet, but they seem a bit pricy for which they will surely suffer the same fate.
Some part of me still thinks he's too young to learn the cruelties of this harsh world.