Frankenstein Makes A Sandwich
If you don’t have an independent bookstore you visit, you’re probably missing out on a lot of smaller titles, and if you don’t have an independent children’s bookstore, well then, you’re probably sadder than my cat who believes she has never been fed.
Among the gems I’m betting you haven’t read is Frankenstein Makes a Sandwich by Adam Rex, a book I found last month while looking for a fun gift for my husband (eventually I settled on an illustrated copy of all the Beatles’ lyrics). I couldn’t get it out of my mind, and ended up trekking back to Reading Reptile yesterday to buy it (water bills be damned!).
It’s fabulous, and I couldn’t stop smiling over the wonderful illustration and clever rhymes chronicling the dilemmas of Dracula, Bigfoot, the Invisible Man, and other monsters. And just for my Sonika, I wanted to share an excerpt from “An Open Letter from Wolfman’s Best Friend”:
And since we’re complaining,
perhaps you’d explain
how you manage to leave
SO MUCH hair in the tub.
I constantly clean it. I scour, I scrub
and I think I should mention
it’s REALLY a pain.
Today I removed a big clog from the drain,
and I tell you, this hair-clog was of SUCH A SIZE,
it could go to a CAT SHOW
AND TAKE HOME FIRST PRIZE.