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guess how much I love you

As I remember, my parents never read me a Disney princess story book. My dad tell me a story about legend story, such as Roro Jongrang, Tangkuban Prau, Sangkuriang, Timun Mas, or story about prophet. Well I am a listener, I love when people tell me story, so I enjoyed those stories.

Long story short, my first job as a professional is being Librarian, kindergarten librarian to be specific. I never get attention to kids book before until that time. Of course kids book tell us a story about kindness, braveness, honesty, etc. But I found one book that look old and warm, I felt the warmness, strange I know.

This book...
The book had a lot of words than others toddler's book.
I read page by page. And it's warm my heart at the end.

The story about innocent son and his Dad.
How he loves his Dad so much, and his Dad loves him so much more. The way his Dad express his feelings make my heart so warm full. Maybe, it's just a maybe, because I never see parents express their feelings outright like him. Not even my parents. After I finish that book, I make a word to myself and my future family, I won't be like my parents. I will be more than them. I'll show off my loves with gestures and words.

I remember the dialogue from that book, correct me if I'm wrong,
"I love you to the moon, Dad" and the little hare is fall asleep.
"I love you to the moon and back, son" said his Dad.

That's when I become Sam McBratney's books fans. 
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