Jocelyn over at the Reading Residence reviewed Dragon Loves Penguin a wee while back and I liked what I read enough to pick up a copy when I was in my favourite book shop.
We are already Debi Gliori fans. No Matter What has been a post meltdown favourite for a long time. Read so often I now know it off by heart. We've also been reading Witch Baby and Me together, which is turning out to be a spectacularly bad choice in the run up to smudge becoming a big sister. She is going to be so upset when her little sister can't transform her into a slug or levitate the fridge.
So I was looking forward to a beautifully illustrated wee story about a dragon and a penguin. I got rather more than I expected.
Unfortunately, so did smudge. Despite her protestations that she is far to big for 'that' kind of story, she was snuggled in beside me as I was unable to read due to crying all the tears at the poor dragon with no egg.
I was/am the dragon and oh the sobs when I learnt that smudge is my penguin.
This book perfectly summed up infertility, my becoming a parent and parenting a child with additional needs. It does it gently, kindly and with the most gorgeous illustrations.
It lead to a great discussion. 'Why didn't dragon have an egg?' 'Like your broken tummy?'. 'Where has the penguin that laid the egg gone? ' 'Do you think my birth mum got eaten by an Orca?'
Smudge knows all these things but it can't be a bad thing to keep the lines of communication open and this marvellous book provides an easy way in.
It's already a firm favourite in this house and I have a sneaking suspicion it will remain so for quite some time. It turns out even terribly grown up penguins like a wee snuggle with a dragon for a story.