Beloved children's book, my ass. Sadie has been asking me to read the Giving Tree to her. I remember really loving it once upon a time. Shel Silverstein-- what's not to love.
I'll tell you what's not to love. That asshole kid in the book. I hope my kids don't turn out like him. The only thing worse would be to have them turn out like that tree. Could there be a more codependent character in all of literature? That tree is worse than Dolly Parton's persona in Jolene. I can't take it. Give, give, give until you die.
I think I am going to write a sequel to the Giving Tree where the tree's children learn to take care of themselves and form relationships with kids who not such assholes.
Just a thought.