I have a book I’ve read dozens of times. I’ve purchased several copies as gifts (spoiler alert to my journalist friend Magdalene Perez). I even improv my own words from time to time.
My niece loved the book when she was little(r). She called it “top side, bottom side” because it went like this:
I love your top side and your bottom side.
I love your inside and your outside.
I love you walking and talking.
See how I can make up my own lines? And you thought I was a genius. I still like to read this one to my littles at night, you know, after the pony and superhero books they pick as bedtime stories. “I Love You Through and Through” is clearly a baby book. It’s durable hardback that little kids can crawl over, chew on and maybe even drop in the tub. My littles are a little too big for it, but that doesn’t stop me.
I love you swinging and climbing.
I love you baking and snacking.
I love you crabby and whiney.
But the last line is always the same:
I love you through and through, yesterday, today and tomorrow, too.