A book review of Toddler: Real-life Stories of those Fickle, Irrational, Urgent, Tiny People We Love.
Read the full review in Literary Mama.
I snuggled into bed with the review copy moments before my three-and-a-half-year-old son scampered into my bedroom informing me that there was a volcano spewing hot lava in his closet. The next afternoon I curled up on the couch with the book, just as my 18-month-old daughter — awake an hour too early — thumped on her crib demanding “BABA BABA!” another bottle, with the ferocity of Khrushchev banging his shoe on the podium.
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