I didn’t get to meet him in person, but, somehow, it still felt like he was talking just to me.

I loved my little town, and Moncton was a bit scary, but Bob Munsch was coming to talk, and I was thrilled. I remember going to one of his storytelling tours when he came through the bustling metropolis of Moncton, NB, and I was a kid growing up in the little town of Sackville, NB about 30 minutes’ drive away (wait– in those days I think it was 45 minutes away: that was before the big highway). I don’t think it’s quite easy for adults to understand exactly what Bob Munsch means to kids. Who spoke for us when we got muddy? Bob Munsch ( Mud Puddle)! Who, always and forever, told us we were loved? Bob Munsch ( Love You Forever). I think all Canadian kids felt like he was our friend, honestly: Who spoke for us when we wanted markers? Bob Munsch ( Purple, Green and Yellow). Let’s talk about Robert Munsch- Bob Munsch, as I grew up thinking about him, because, well, he felt like a friend. Then I thought a bit more, and realized maybe there’s less of a difference between yesterday and today than I’d thought. Or that’s what I thought when I picked up today’s book. Today is grey, rainy, and I feel the need for lightness, laughter, and a bit of silliness. I felt invigorated, and talked earnestly about a beautiful, deep, soul-enhancing book. Yesterday was a warmish, if slightly windy, brisk-feeling day.

I have to go pee robert munsch