As you probably already know, Spike Jonze brought a life action retelling of the children's classic Where The Wild Things Are to the big screen this weekend. Maurice Sendak's Where The Wild Things Are won the Caldecott Medal for excellence in children's book illustrations back in 1964 (Leo Lionni's classic Swimmy was a Caldecott honoree that same year), and has been a staple of children's bookshelfs ever since - right along side Good Night Moon and The Velveteen Rabit.
I haven't seen the movie myself yet, so I can neither recommend nor discourage you from watching the film - but I do hope you will take this opportunity to introduce your children to the story. (I was amazed at how many children I work with were not familiar with the book this week). And then, when you are done with that - have a wild rumpus of your own. There is something about the unabashed play of childhood that can never be recaptured, so have those moments and make those memories with your children now, while you still can. Make a mess, dance around like crazy people, dress up in monters costumes of your own making, just let down your guard and enjoy some pure unadulterated play time!
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