Look familiar?

My Grandma gave Jacob the book No Jumping on the Bed for Christmas. This book is a cautionary tale about the risks of jumping on the bed. Risks like having your bed fall through the floor! (Excuse my copyright infringing photo booth pics.)














And not just fall through the floor, but continue falling through all of the floors beneath you! Eeeyikes! As the bed travels down the building you are introduced to the residents who live below this little golden haired boy. Amazingly, their names all rhyme: Miss Hattie, Mr. Matty, Aunt Batty, Patty and Natty, Mr. Hanratty, and Maestro Ferlingatti. It's uncanny!

I instantly liked this book after our first Christmas morning read. As I flipped through the pages I noticed the title page.

I ask you, does this look familiar?















That's right, it looks just like our building!

































Walter (the non-rhyming maverick of his building) lives a floor above us and our windows are more decorative, but aside from that it's a pretty convincing match.

Walter and Jacob's beds are even in the same spot.














Here's the view out his window (with cousin Jackson in the middle).













Here's hoping Jacob's bed stays put.