This is not a post about dieting.
It is not a post with a yummy delicious recipe.
It’s not even a post about silverware per se.
It actually refers to the title of the book, Spoon, by Amy Krouse Rosenthal.
My absolute favorite type of book is a children's picture book. There is a lot of good quality literature in a picture book. Not all children’s books are of the same caliber. Browse the classics and you’ll see the ones that have remained best sellers for many years. They often have a moral quality which we can strive for regardless of our age. The illustrations are marvelous. They have value. They “feel good”.
I went to Barnes & Noble Saturday to browse the children's book section. I did go for a specific reason. No, I wasn't shopping for a specific book but instead I was looking to see what types of books are currently on the market. The classics were still among the bestsellers. There were many new books that I hadn’t heard of.
I picked up the book Spoon. Then set it back down. Walked over to another section of the store and there it was again. I still didn’t pick it up. Looked some more. But then I picked it up again. Sitting in one of the chairs in B&N, I read several of the books I had selected.
Spoon is the story of a spoon (duh!) who is envious of the knife and fork and chopsticks, who seem to be living a much more interesting life than Spoon. I mean really fork goes everywhere and knife is always in the danger zone and don’t even think about chopsticks. But Spoon, ah, what a life you live, who else gets to dive into ice cream, or a bowl of cereal, or measure ingredients or stir the mix.
True confession – I bought the book. Yes I do know how old I am. And I must admit when the sales clerk asked me if I wanted a gift receipt, I said, “Yes.” She didn’t ask me if it was a gift, she just asked me if I wanted a gift receipt. I mean really, how many 52 year olds are buying a picture book for themselves. But it’s a lesson I know I need to be reminded of often.
You see, just like Spoon, I too fall into that trap of comparison, wondering how much easier life would be if only…..
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