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Storytime Bilingüe featuring “The Tooth Book”

This week's bilingual story time is going to sound a little bit different, because Maya insisted we read a book in English! A friend of ours had recently gifted us some lightly loved books, and since they are new to Maya, those books have been her favorite reads for the past week. One of these books is the Tooth Book, by Dr. Seuss. So when Maya, Mateo, and I sat on the floor Monday morning after nap time to record our story time and I was ready to do a read-aloud of El Camioncito Azul, Maya outright refused, and would only read the Tooth Book! I tried to convince her we could read both, but if anyone has ever tried to negotiation with my beautifully headstrong two-year-old, it is a futile attempt. I decide to acquiesce, because I figured we have call our story time bilingual if all of the books we read are only in Spanish! 



And the timing was perfect because Sofia lost a tooth a few days ago. Maybe that's why Maya is so obsessed with the Tooth Book this week? For whatever reason, we've read it daily, but I can't say I mind because the rhyming story is quite catchy, and has a very important overarching lesson--take care of your teeth, because once you get your second set, that's all the teeth you'll ever get!

So sit back and enjoy this week's story time bilingue with a special introduction by Maya! (And props if you can understand what she’s saying... I don’t think it’s English or Spanish)

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