While we were on our road trip to North Dakota this past summer we stopped in Livingston, Montana on our way out of town from soaking in hot wada at Chico. The small cowboy town was big enough for our traveling caravan to split up, but we all ended up in the same book store. Go figure, we’re a family of readers so it makes total sense.
Sue bought Lois Lenski’s Cowboy Small for Maggie and when she handed it to her, Mags sat right down in the doorway of the bookstore and flipped through the nugget of a book. A girl after my own heart….reading a book about cowboys! The book has since become a favorite and we brought it with us on our road trip to Carmel along with some other favorites.
The thing about Cowboy Small is that Barry has a really awful voice that he reads in what he claims is “Cowboy Small’s narrator’s voice.” Forgive me for what I’m about to write but to me it sounds like Cowboy Small’s narrator needs to go poo-poo. Often when I’m writing or editing photos Maggie and Barry will come and read books on the couch while I finish up. The other night I couldn’t help myself and turned on the computer video camera to capture Barry reading Cowboy Small to Maggie.
Please note my arm and the desk jiggle because I start laughing…..and now I present to you Cowboy Small read by Barry.
