Oh please don’t go – We’ll eat you up – We love you so!

I don’t know how I missed Maurice Sendak when I was a child. Where The Wild Things Are came out before I was born, but somehow it just never crossed my path when I was young. I think there are not enough hours in a day or years in a childhood to see everything wonderful that you should.

But that’s okay. If you’re lucky, there are more hours and years after that, and grown-up eyes work nearly as well, especially if you squint a little.

When I had my first child, I wasn’t sold on the idea of familyhood. I procreated to scratch a nagging itch that had managed to hurdle my fear. Biology is tricky like that. I was very concerned–to the point of avoidance–that children are a drag.

The pregnancy was a distracting science project, so I didn’t worry too much about this being the end of fun and autonomy. Newborns bring a special exhaustion that preclude much analysis at all. But no matter your reservations, in that first year, there are things to be done, and by that I mean a great deal of butt wiping, hungry belly feeding, there-there-ing, and propping the little bald-headed thing in the crook of your arm and reading to it.

Someone had given me a book full of children’s classics. And when I came to the place where the Wild Things are… I distinctly remember it being a milestone. I cuddled the baby I was getting the hang of and thought, nah, this is going to be fun.

Thank you, Mr. Sendak. Please rest in peace.


Author: jamiemason

Wrote THE HIDDEN THINGS, MONDAY'S LIE, and also THREE GRAVES FULL (Simon & Schuster's Gallery Books.) Might write something else if I'm not careful.

One thought on “Oh please don’t go – We’ll eat you up – We love you so!”

  1. Find Christopher Walken reading this book on the internet. You will absolutely LOVE it, I promise… my ribs hurt watch it! And yes, I read it to my kids when they were little, too…

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