I wrote a children’s book a couple of years ago. It did really well. There were two printings and all the copies are gone…all 3 copies that is.

It was a Christmas present for my niece, Miss O. For the book is about Miss O and her special friend, a green puppet whom she loves so much. Here are the first two lines.

Once upon a time in the land of the flowers, Rose’s to be exact; there was a little green puppet.  He was all by himself on the very top shelf, nameless and faceless. 

 

“If only someone would come along” he said.  “I know they would love me.”

Not to keep you in suspense, it does end well.

At the time, Miss O was thrilled with the book. Not so much for the fact that someone wrote a book just for her, but because of where she thought it could take her. She envisioned that I would write a whole series of these books about Tally-ho Greenish, the little green puppet she named when she was four. Then the two of us would travel around to different bookstores signing them. She was in it for the fame.

I was reminded of this again on Sunday. As we ate lunch, I mentioned to her that I had recently auditioned for a talent show. She got very excited and said, “They are going to call you back. Then we are going to be famous. And we are going to be rich.”

Yeah, she is still in it for the fame. But she is so sweet about it, that it is endearing. So maybe one day, she will be famous. But until then, she will have to settle with just being mine.