The Dangerous Book

A couple of months back, there was a lot of hoopla about a new book called "The Dangerous Book for Boys". A good part of the hoopla involved around the boys part - like, can't girls do those same things? Of course they can. And shouldn't they get good instruction? Of course they should.

I'm the mother of one child - a daughter. She is 99.99% sure to be our only child. So, I rather wanted the book for her - it sounded like fun and chock-full of all sorts of things everyone should know. It also sounded like a great Father's Day present.

I toyed with the idea of buying the book and taking a Sharpie to the cover but that seemed overly destructive and not nearly cunning enough. Instead, I bought the book - which conveniently comes without a dustjacket - and made a book jacket for it. I took a large piece of Miss M.'s artwork, scanned the bookcover, found some extra bits, and made a collage cover. The whole shebang got laminated with clear Contac paper. I am distinctly amused with myself.