Sigh. How do I get myself into these things? Here's more or less how the conversation went--
Mommy: The guy that did the pictures in the Frog book (Nic Bishop) also has a book on Spiders. (Why I said this, I don't know. I tell you, I should keep my mouth shut.)
Boo: Can we get it?
Mommy: Mommy won't read it to you.
Boo: Why not?
Mommy: Because they're creepy and gross.
Boo: (Considers this for a moment.) Daddy will read it to me.
Mommy: Yes, I'm sure he will.
Boo: So can we get it?
Mommy dutifully goes and puts the blasted thing on hold. Why me? And honestly, who is this and what has she done with my child? Boo generally has a cow if there's a cricket in the house, let alone a spider. Now suddenly she wants a creepy book of nasty spiders. Eww.
I am so not opening that book.
On an amusing side note-- her new hobby? Creating medieval tapestries.
Except, when she says it, it sounds more like "mean evil tapestries". (Do you have any idea how hard it is to keep a straight face when a child asks "Mommy, can I read a mean evil tapestry to my brother?")
Seriously though, what preschooler is into medieval tapestries? Apparently we watch WAY too much Little Einsteins.