Not too long ago, when my 7-year-old granddaughter Devon requested a bowl of ice cream, I told her she’d have to wait until after dinner. You know what she did? She rolled her eyes at me. That’s the special way children have of expressing total disgust with the grown-up world and all its rules.
For probably the eighth time that day, I said to her, “Don’t you roll your eyes at me!” And she promptly rolled her eyes again. Of course.
In that moment, it hit me. Every parents knows the eye roll. Every kid knows how to do it. And this particular kid knew how to draw pretty well. Voila! A book was born. Devon did the illustrations, and I did the words to produce a 24-page full color book titled – what else? – Don’t You Roll Your Eyes at Me!
The little girl in the book spends a lot of time bossing animals around and they, in turn, roll their eyes at her effrontery and bossiness. Eventually, the tables are turned and Devon (the little girl in the book) rolls her eyes at Grammy (me!) It was a fun and fairly quick project, which is important from the standpoint of a 7-year-old.
There’s nothing more eye-popping for a child than to see her own work in book form (except, perhaps, for a visit from Santa Claus; and maybe a new puppy; and possibly a huge bowl of ice cream with whipped cream and sprinkles – but you get the idea). Your own child might have an idea for a book of her own. If so and if you need help getting it into print, you know where to find me. Just don’t start rolling your eyes at me if I get a little bossy!
Don’t You Roll Your Eyes at Me! is available at amazon.com or by contacting me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Meanwhile, what follows is an excerpt from the book.