It’s here…

May 23, 2007

This morning Mr. Baby had a feeling something special was going to happen.  I could tell because he gave me this look . . .

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“Are you sure?” I asked.
“Yes, I’m sure,” he said. And then he insisted I dress him in his favorite onesie, a gift from his good friends Ms. Editor and Mr. Designer2 300x224 - It's here...

It’s very fancy.
WELL, Mr. Baby and I were hanging out when all the sudden the doorbell rang and guess what it was?
Nope, guess again.
No. Think about it. What would I be excited about.
No, I don’t even get the home shopping network.
Okay, it was a 100% allthewaydonereadytohittheshelves copy of This is What I Did:

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Uh, yeah. Even Mr. Baby didn’t expect today to be THAT special. We both screamed.
And rolled around on the floor.
And made faces.
After we settled down a bit, Mr. Baby insisted he read the first few pages out loud to me . . . just so I could hear the sound of my very first alltheywaypublished novel.

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I was overwhelmed.
He was overwhelmed.
“What should we do?” I asked.
“It’s a tough question,” he said. “But I have just the thing” and he immediately began eating the book.

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It was brilliant. I hadn’t even thought of the nutritional value of the actual paper and cardboard. I was thinking more, you know, figuratively. I watched him devour copy #1 and then, after a bit of hesitation (I must admit), I dug into copy #2. I saved the back cover for Cam’s dinner. He liked it.
This is all to say that very very very soon, you will be able to get your own copies of This Is What I Did: and eat them up.

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Mr. Baby was right. Today was a special day.


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