Favorite Childhood Book

Every night I anticipated the time to come for my mom to read a book.  It was the only way my mom could get me to put on my pajamas and brush my teeth. I didn’t know how to read but the story was always enjoyable as well as the pictures. The drawings on each page are what made me so excited for my mom reading to me. I listened to her read so many times I had each word memorized. Along with Goodnight Moon and Curious George, but it was like nothing could come in between the hilarious mouse and I. After each book I would beg and beg for my mom to read another one.  I always wanted her to read If You Give a Mouse a Cookie.  After the slightest bit of guidance the roles switched and I read to my mom.  I loved reading this book because I thought it was so funny that the mouse would have to do ten more things just because he ate a cookie. It was the same thing over and over again. The mouse ate a cookie. Was given a glass a milk. Then he wanted a straw, which lead to needing a napkin. He had to check his milk mustache and noticed he needed to trim his hair, which somehow lead to sweeping and washing the floors, taking a nap, and coloring. I still remember this book like the back of my hand. My brother played baseball all the time and I would never miss one of his games.  One day I wrote about my brother and baseball to follow If You Give a Mouse a Cookie.  If my brother had a baseball he would want his glove and then want me to play catch with him, or my dad. After he was exhausted he would want something to drink and so on.  This book has taught me everything leads to something else.  In other words, good decisions lead to something else good where as a bad decision leads to something bad and so on.  It makes me think twice about my decisions and what it may eventually lead to.