[Pre-labour report: Last night I went to the bathroom every 1-1.5 hours. No contractions to speak of, and most decidedly not in labour. Most women hate the last weeks of pregnancy, but I have more reason to hate this time than most.]
This is the second book in the trilogy, and I admit it’s the weakest of the three. It still outdoes almost any other children’s book on the market.
The rest of this review is now at Comfy Chair, where I get paid for it.