Big book news

From yesterday's Publishers Weekly:

Liza Baker at Little, Brown Books for Young Readers has bought world rights to Todd Tarpley’s Ten Tiny Toes, which follows the bond of love that guides a child through every big “step” in her life. Marc Brown will illustrate, for spring 2012 publication. Rachel Orr at Prospect Agency was the agent.

Book #2, baby. Yessssss. (Joy)

Whew. (Relief)

Wow... (Comprehension)

Remain calm, Todd. Don't run into the street and start removing clothing. You're a grown-up. You're a grown-up. (Self-regulation)

(Woo-hoo! Woo-hoo!) (Internal celebration)

Read the manuscript here.

Durango

I'm on the last leg of my flight to my hometown of Durango, Colorado for my 30-year high school reunion. I'm also doing a reading of my children's book at the local bookstore on Saturday.

I met two toddlers at the airport gate during the layover in Denver. I lent the littlest one a copy of my book to read on the plane. We boarded, and they went with their mom to the back of the plane and I took my seat near the front. Then right before takeoff the flight attendant said she needed two volunteers from the front of the plane to sit in the back. I practically bolted from my seat and sprinted to the back of the plane, where I've taken my seat across from the toddlers. Their mom is reading my book to them.

He-he-he.

Todd's waterpark rules

1. Don't run when the lifeguard is watching.

2. If the lifeguard whistles at you, pretend you didn't know it was against the rules.

3. Consume no more than 5 pieces of fudge before swimming. Unless it's really good.

4. Don't bother sucking in your gut; no one is looking at you anyway.

5. If you're standing next to a toddler in shallow water and he starts to make a face, get out of the water quickly.

"Mom, how much do clowns cost?"

Jen: You know they're real people, right?

Ethan: Yeah, but how much for, like, a month?

Midwest Vacation, part 2

If you're not familiar with Wisconsin Dells, it's exactly like Tahiti, only without all the annoying sand and ocean and palm trees. Plus, it has a lot more waterparks, mini-golf, and places to buy moccasins.

To my knowledge, there has never been a jellyfish sting or shark attack in Wisconsin Dells. About the worst thing that can happen to you is that you eat some bad fudge.

I'm not sure there's much else to say on the subject. Roll tape.

Small-town 4th of July

Prophetstown is a little town in the middle of Illinois, surrounded on all sides by cornfields and sky. Main Street is a few blocks long. Men drive pick-ups and look like they just came back from a hunting trip or are on their way to one. Kids have buzz cuts. Soda is called "pop."

Jen grew up here, and we're here to visit her family, set off a few firecrackers, and get our annual refresher course on how the Upper West Side differs from other parts of America.

And to celebrate, this and every July 4th, the values we all have in common and that we all hope to pass on to our children and our children's children.

So here's to Prophetstown. And, well, God bless America.

Pookie is evil

We got Pookie three years ago because we had mice. We have no more mice. So from that point of view the "cat project" has been a success.

But in all other ways he is a failure.

He bites and scratches if you try to pick him up or pet him. He pees in the bathtub instead of the litter box. He has the personality of a rock--but one that bites and scratches you if you try to pick it up.

I told Jennifer that we should have Pookie declawed, but she reminded me that we live on the Upper West Side, where such things are punishable by death. If we were to even ask about it, we'd probably be blackballed for life from the vet.

I'm thinking of renting a car and taking Pookie over the border to a red state where such things are still done.