On a recent trip to Chicago I stopped by a non-local mega-bookstore to look for a last minute gift for Harper as is required on any business trip that takes me away from Harper for more than 48 hours. And boy, did I hit pay-dirt with the book I selected for him: MOONSHOT. The book, which we have read at least once a day since I have returned has fueled a newly discovered fascination with all things rockets, spaceships and astronauts. Harper and I now take daily trips to "Baaaaaaath Tuuuuuuub Plaaaaaaaaanet" (said in the same tone of voice as Pigs in Space, if you remember that) and he now likes to countdown, speaking into a closed fist as to simulate a muffled microphone, to spontaneous liftoffs several times a day.
His interest has sparked an interest inside of me as well, which is honestly what is so wonderful about this latest obsession of his. We have been watching the liftoff sequence from Ron Howard's Apollo 13, as well as tons of old archival footage of the original moon landing, and some more recent HD footage taken from a Japanese satellite (via kottke). It has been wonderful.
The book is wonderful and I recommend it to all parents with children who dream of space and of being an astronaut. The illustrations are the reason I selected the book. They are saturated with detail and give me something new to look at with each subsequent read.