I was going to blog about words again, but I found something better. Fuse #8 pointed me towards a fabulous read. She picked one letter, but I liked another.

Dear Editor:

It is with frustration and disappointment that I inform you that I am canceling my subscription to Babybug following the April issue. I am doing this not only because I have just passed my second birthday (on April 28!) and have begun to feel the attendant inclination toward Ladybug, your magazine for 2- to 6-year-olds. I had planned to linger among the beloved pages of my toddlerhood just a little longer, but that changed after Babybug’s dramatic drop in quality since January. Now, I’m willing to accept dancing koalas, preachy old frogs, and singing daffodils, but the strident tone adopted by so many of your characters recently (Exhibit A: “The Fluffy Duffy Bear”) has become tiresome and grating. Also, your stories too often reach facile conclusions (Exhibit B: “Singing With Our Barnyard Friends”). And the jarring deus ex machina so crudely inserted into “Monkey’s Birthday Party” was, for me, the limit. I can’t tell you how sorry I am to mark my youth’s end with so artless an issue.

Isabella Dunwhitty
Age 2 years and 1 month
New York, New York

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