So I couldn't resist joining her bloghop this week in honor of her book Fearless coming out today.
My biggest childhood fear comes from a repeated dream. I'm kidnapped by this giant Big Bad Wolf. He throws me in a bag, dumps me in a boat on a lake, rows us across, makes a Robin sandwich (yup, that would be me between two enormous slices of white bread), and eats me. The moment his huge jaws lean in to take that first bite I always woke up.
A little too much of The Three Little Pigs, Little Red Riding Hood, and The Gingerbread Boy at my house perhaps?
At least I've never seen an oven large enough to make bread my size, though I did see boats made out of bread in Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs...
Did you join the bloghop? What's your biggest childhood fear? Does it still haunt you?
And thanks to David P. King for his links to safe public domain pictures. I found this one on wikimedia (click picture for link)