If Animals Kissed Good Night
What if animals did what YOU do? This bestselling story imagines how animals would kiss their loved ones good night!
If animals kissed good night like we do...how would they do it? Giraffe and his calf would stretch their necks high, Wolf and his pup would kiss and then HOWL, and Sloth and her baby would move sooooo sloooowwwww. And across the animal kingdom, every creature would share love in a unique way.
If animals kissed like we kiss good night, Giraffe and his calf would stretch their necks high and kiss just beneath the top of the sky. In a cozy bedtime chat with her mom, a young girl wonders how animal families might say good night. Would Wolf and his pup “kiss and then HOWL”? Would Bear and her cub “kiss and then GROWL”? But what about Sloth and her baby? They move soooo slooowwwww . . . they’re sure to be kissing from early evening until long after everyone else is fast asleep! If Animals Kissed Good Night is a bestseller.
Ann Whitford Paul
It seems like I’ve always been reading. Even before my first birthday, I loved turning the pages of a book. This was likely an early sign that I’d be passionate about the written language and might have some interest in becoming a children’s book author.
My reading in elementary school sometimes got me into trouble. I often preferred finishing a book, more than doing my homework. If I thought about being a writer as a child. That dream was quickly squashed, because I had terrible handwriting as you can see here in the first story I ever wrote. I never got good grades on my stories, so I assumed I didn’t have the talent to be a writer.
Being discouraged about writing, did not stop me from reading.
But I didn’t think about being a children’s book author in middle school or high school or when I studied sociology at Northwestern University and the University of Wisconsin, and earned a master’s degree in social work at Columbia university. I worked as a social worker until my children were born. I was still reading books, only now to my children. We had three sons and one daughter, so our house was always crazy busy and noisy. One child needed a peanut butter sandwich, another asked for help with spelling words, another longed for comfort for a skinned knee and another couldn’t turn on the bathtub water, often all at the same time!
