I'm a grandma! Yaaay!
My granddaughter, currently known as Peanut, arrived a month early, and she can’t keep her eyes open for long yet - but I can't wait to introduce her to picture books. Here she is in my son's hands.
I bought her a picture book when she was just a bump. It wasn't planned – I was browsing aimlessly in the shop in the British Library and this jumped out at me:
So, out of all the wonderful picture books in print today, why did I choose this little board book?
It's a heavily edited, lighthearted version of Jabberwocky by Lewis Carol - a poem Peanut's grandfather, my late husband Martin, had to lean by heart when he was at school. I have very happy memories of Martin reciting the lines (often in the wrong order) in a funny voice and making our sons chortle when they were tiny.
I hope this book with its daft verse and surreal illustrations will make Peanut giggle too - and hear an echo of the grandpa she will never meet.
What was the first picture book you bought for your child or grandchild?