What is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversations?

(from Alice in Wonderland)

While the Easter bunny hops past each year hiding his egg stash in the garden on the way,

we often get our children an additional small gift

which does not contain cocoa, sugar or, well, chocolate.

When I saw this book by Keri Smith a while ago,

I knew that I had to get one for each member of the family.

(Why should the kids have all the fun?)

The idea is to, well, as the title might give away,

wreck the journal.

The reviews that I have read have said that it is a great book to loosen you up

and that it is quite liberating to trash a book.

And, I have to admit, that I have never, ever,

composted a book page,

ripped a page out, put it through the wash, only to stick it back in again

or even documented my dinner within the pages.

While I fully expect the 3, 5 and 7 year olds to giggle non-stop

and take to the tasks with the enthusiasm expected,

and while I know that we might have to explain that the other books in the house
are not to be treated the same way

(in fact, I might have to put a lock on the lounge room door)

I do have to admit that I am secretly really excited about it too.

It's a bit like being allowed, as a 42 year old,
to be a bit naughty,
like playing with Slime on the carpet

or wedging Silly Putty up an orifice
...but without the repercussions.

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So that is what we will be doing on Easter Sunday.
I can't wait.
And I can just see the neighbours wanting to move away from the nutcases next door who are lined up

throwing books at a brick wall.