“Mommy, I’m hungry. I need a snack.”
“What would you like? How about some Goldfish crackers?”
*five minutes later*
(Empty bowl in hand,) “Mommy, I didn’t like those Goldfish.”
“…but you ate them all.”
“Yeah, but I didn’t like them, I think I need some applesauce.”
“Okay, but that’s it until supper.”
*two minutes later*
“Mommy, I didn’t like that applesauce.”
“…but it’s all gone.”
“Yeah, but I think I need a cookie… no, three cookies.”
Cue our dear, 50 year old friend, The Very Hungry Caterpillar.
The caterpillar popped out of his egg on a Sunday to start his search for food.
“On Monday he ate through one apple.
But he was still hungry.
On Tuesday he ate through two pears.
But he was still hungry.”
The story continues day by day until Saturday– when the caterpillar ate through too many things and ended up with a stomachache.
(Quick– check to see if your hungry one notices the caterpillar’s uncomfortable face– he ate a piece of cake, a piece of pie, a pickle, a cupcake and more!)
After his wild Saturday night, he learned his lesson. He spent Sunday eating through a nice, green leaf and felt much better. After all of that munching and growing, he built a “small house” around himself and transformed into a stunning butterfly.
After all these years, The Very Hungry Caterpillar is still a must-read.
A must-read every day because #snacksarelife.
Happy birthday, Caterpillar!
The Very Hungry Caterpillar (1969)