<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275</id><updated>2012-02-08T19:06:17.427-08:00</updated><category term='Janet Schulman'/><category term='perfectionism'/><category term='Toot and Puddle'/><category term='frog'/><category term='Dogfish'/><category term='sweetness'/><category term='Anatole'/><category term='movies'/><category term='Zen'/><category term='ballet'/><category term='Judith Viorst'/><category term='tribute'/><category term='fairy tales'/><category term='Pamela Duncan Edwards'/><category term='nature'/><category term='birds'/><category term='canon'/><category term='Peter Pan'/><category 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Lewis'/><category term='Crockett Johnson'/><category term='Terrible Yellow Eyes'/><category term='The Last Badge'/><category term='silliness'/><category term='The True Story of the Three Little Pigs'/><category term='Memphis'/><category term='street scene'/><category term='Neil Gaiman'/><category term='parable'/><category term='1999'/><category term='selfless'/><category term='bear'/><category term='party'/><category term='simon and schuster'/><category term='simple'/><category term='Seen Art?'/><category term='June 29'/><category term='museums'/><category term='dog'/><category term='pastels'/><category term='mice'/><category term='Gillian Shields'/><category term='toys'/><category term='Feathers for Lunch'/><category term='You Can&apos;t Take a Balloon Into the Metropolitan Museum'/><category term='kindness'/><category term='food'/><category term='Milo&apos;s Hat Trick'/><category term='Ted Dewan'/><category term='John Philip Duck'/><category term='religion'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='duck'/><category term='gambling'/><category term='colors'/><category term='chapter book'/><category term='talisman'/><category term='series'/><category term='mixed media'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='Mini Grey'/><category term='snow'/><category term='Dilys Evans'/><category term='Coraline'/><title type='text'>Yet Another Children's Book Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>A smattering of children's books, new and old</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-4863994980564428406</id><published>2012-02-08T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T19:06:17.465-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lane Smith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical'/><title type='text'>John, Paul, George, and...Ben</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ltnBXRF1liM/TzM4Dd-mUPI/AAAAAAAACAI/Hu9eX_TP-kU/s1600/johnpaulgeorgeben.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ltnBXRF1liM/TzM4Dd-mUPI/AAAAAAAACAI/Hu9eX_TP-kU/s320/johnpaulgeorgeben.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I've mentioned before how much I love Lane Smith's work. I fell in love with Lane's work at The True Story of the Three Little Pigs, his first collaboration with Jon Scieszka. Since then I've read and looked at everything that Lane Smith has done. I own most of his books and I love almost everyone. But John, Paul, George, and Ben has a special place in my heart. I giggle every time I read it. I laugh out loud repeatedly. I love the history, both pretend and real. And I love the characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really the story of John, Paul, George, Ben, and Tom. John Hancock, Paul Revere, George Washington, Benjamin Franklin, and Thomas Jefferson, that is. All the men who had a role in forming the United States. Lane imagines them as boys and shows off how their early personalities affected their later contributions. He looks at each of the men separately, mixing historical facts with invented stories. While the facts are fun, it's what Lane invents that makes this book. For example, Paul Revere used to be in the bell ringers chorus (before they invented fun, Lane comments) and because of the loud bells, he can't hear himself talk anymore. So he yells. As a store clerk in his father's store, the yelling does not go well (You need extra extra large underwear?). As a rider warning about the British attack, the yelling makes him a hero. The yelling is all invented. And is giggle inducing. And the stories just get better from there. Ben Franklin has to be my favorite (but I'll save that for you to find).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lane Smith's illustration work is what got him his start. And he's on top of his game here. Mixing formal portraits with gross caricature, he creates a book that's both zany and beautiful. He makes the background paint look cracked to give the book an aged feel. The muted colors look faded. But the characters are what make the book. George Washington (looking a bit like Charlie Brown) has oddly cracked teeth in reference to his later need for dentures. Paul Revere has his famous tri-corner hat and a huge mouth that is always wide open. Ben doesn't yet have his famous spectacles but he's instantly identifiable. The artwork is perfect. The stories are funny and the book makes me happy. Lane even provides a section at the end with historical facts about each figure and lays to bed some of the popular myths. So I could even say it was educational as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-4863994980564428406?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4863994980564428406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2012/02/john-paul-george-andben.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4863994980564428406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4863994980564428406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2012/02/john-paul-george-andben.html' title='John, Paul, George, and...Ben'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ltnBXRF1liM/TzM4Dd-mUPI/AAAAAAAACAI/Hu9eX_TP-kU/s72-c/johnpaulgeorgeben.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-4474201285041052092</id><published>2011-12-11T20:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T20:58:05.959-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Stewart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Small'/><title type='text'>The Library</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UMcFsLvBUQM/TuWJGWCF0nI/AAAAAAAAB54/aQhE190e4hA/s1600/library.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UMcFsLvBUQM/TuWJGWCF0nI/AAAAAAAAB54/aQhE190e4hA/s320/library.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I special ordered The Library by &lt;a href="http://davidsmallbooks.com/sarah_bio.php"&gt;Sarah Stewart&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://davidsmallbooks.com/"&gt;David Small&lt;/a&gt; from my local children's bookshop. I've been checking (read as scouring) bookstores for years to find a copy and hadn't had any success. I had some extra money and was ready to give up the search. I'm so incredibly excited to own this book but I'm sad that I had to order it. A book this good shouldn't be this hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Library tells the story of Elizabeth Brown who started reading at a very early age and never stopped. We see her arrive "skinny, nearsighted, and shy" and watch as she grow up reading book after book after book. She buys them at a terrific rate and reads them while doing her errands or vacuuming. She reads them instead of going on dates. She reads them constantly. And she slowly fills up her house with books. When Elizabeth can no longer find the door, she realizes that she'll have to take drastic action. So she does the only thing she can. She turns her house into a library, moves in with a friend, and spends the rest of her life visiting and reading her books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is an incredible mix of illustration and words, like most of Sarah Stewart's collaborations with her husband David Small. These two work together so seamlessly that it's hard to pull apart which part is more important, the words or the images. Sarah Stewart tells this story in bits of verse, rather then the epistolary style that she used in other books. Most pages have four or five lines that provide snippets into Elizabeth's life, from early age to old age.&lt;br /&gt;"Books were piled on top of chairs&lt;br /&gt;And spread across the floor.&lt;br /&gt;Her shelves began to fall apart,&lt;br /&gt;As she read more and more."&lt;br /&gt;The images that accompany this verse is of stacked of books fitting into every nook and cranny of her living room. The books are stacked on the floor, on the shelves, as end tables. But the readers don't see this as odd. Instead Small's illustrations make the image seem cozy, the kind of house that any reader wouldn't mind spending time in. And that is really the power of this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved Elizabeth from the beginning mostly because I saw myself in her. She is surrounded by books, teacups, cats, and solitude; and I found myself wanting to step into her world and read with her. She's a character who doesn't worry about her odd lifestyle (a lifestyle I don't find odd, only admirable). She is happy with her books. The verses and the images present a picture of cozy happiness. Any reader will love the images of books filling the house. We see her start with only a few books that she lends out and watch as she gains more and more. She's an eccentric character that doesn't mind being eccentric. With Stewart's verses and Small's cheerful images, we see a character at peace in the world. I was enchanted. I've fallen in love with most of the collaborations between these two (The Journey, The Gardner...) but this story struck a chord with me. A must have for any librarian or regular reader. It's hard not to fall in love with Elizabeth Brown and this book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-4474201285041052092?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4474201285041052092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/library.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4474201285041052092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4474201285041052092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/library.html' title='The Library'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UMcFsLvBUQM/TuWJGWCF0nI/AAAAAAAAB54/aQhE190e4hA/s72-c/library.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-593991524899395758</id><published>2011-11-27T13:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T13:48:22.454-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jim LaMarche'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dennis Haseley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>A Story for Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Enr50JyiahE/TtKwGeaEEfI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/ENa0V8oxUc4/s1600/story-bear.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Enr50JyiahE/TtKwGeaEEfI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/ENa0V8oxUc4/s1600/story-bear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sucker for two kinds of books: books about reading or books, and books about animals. So when I saw A Story for Bear, written by Dennis Haseley and illustrated by Jim LaMarche I knew I had to read it. This combines my two favorite things, in wonderful ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a bear finds an abandoned letter in the woods he take it home with him because it seems magical. The words don't make sense to him of course but he has a sense of peace when he looks at them. After a long winter of hibernating and staring at the paper, he wanders out into the spring and stumbles upon a cabin. At a chair right at the edge of the woods, sits a woman reading. The bear creeps closer to see the magic symbols over her shoulder. She notices him and over several days lures him to her. And then she starts reading. The bear doesn't understand the story but he feels the same sense of peace as he had with the paper. He returns for more and more stories. As the summer wears on he becomes a regular for story time. But summer ends. One day he returns to find the woman not in her chair. Instead she has left him a stack of books. Slowly he carries each one, gently, to his cave for the winter. And the hope that she will return in the spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't get much sweeter than this story. Haseley tells a story that made me both cry with happiness and at the same time feel completely at peace. Like the bear, I wasn't sure why it made me feel this way but it did. I love the description of him carefully carrying each of the brown, red, green, and black covered books back to his den. Haseley describes how the stories (or at least the way the woman sounds while telling them) stays with him during the day. How he feels that sense of peace when he can hear her speaking in her head. The simple line "For my Bear" brought me instantly to happy tears. Haseley makes us care about both the woman and the bear. And of course the stories. I found myself wanting to be that woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LaMarche creates beautiful landscapes and sweet characters with acrylics and colored pencils. He creates a bear that is somewhat realistic but also no where near threatening. I loved the cover image of the woman with her knees pulled up in the chair, reading to her attentive bear. But the natural landscapes that LaMarche creates are just stunning. With almost impressionistic lines he creates a beautiful stream, gorgeous pine trees, and of course a very cute bear. The emotions that he can create with only a few lines are wonderful. The images of the bear sitting surrounded by his books, is one of the most lovely images of the book. And something I would gladly buy a print of to hang on my wall. This book has beauty and emotions in both the story and the pictures. It is a book that celebrates nature and celebrates reading. It's my type of book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-593991524899395758?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/593991524899395758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/story-for-bear.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/593991524899395758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/593991524899395758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/story-for-bear.html' title='A Story for Bear'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Enr50JyiahE/TtKwGeaEEfI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/ENa0V8oxUc4/s72-c/story-bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-7031859058393235298</id><published>2011-10-31T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T14:39:33.787-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neil Gaiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gris Grimly'/><title type='text'>The Dangerous Alphabet</title><content type='html'>As much as I'm looking forward to the upcoming collaboration between Adam Rex and &lt;a href="http://www.neilgaiman.com/"&gt;Neil Gaiman&lt;/a&gt;, Adam doesn't quite fit with Neil's more macabre work (although seriously, Adam Rex and Neil Gaiman!!!, two of my favorites in one book. I'm going all fangirl). For Neil's darker work, I was taken with his collaboration with &lt;a href="http://www.madcreator.com/"&gt;Gris Grimly&lt;/a&gt; on The Dangerous Alphabet. A perfect book for Halloween. It was enough to creep me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mCER48NR2Is/Tq8VVP61TOI/AAAAAAAAB3A/_A5YJleB3s4/s1600/dangerous.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mCER48NR2Is/Tq8VVP61TOI/AAAAAAAAB3A/_A5YJleB3s4/s320/dangerous.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story (because this alphabet book has one) follows two brave children and their trusty pet gazelle&amp;nbsp;(gazelle?)&amp;nbsp;through the underbelly of the city. Shortly after they start their journey the girl is lured by strangers into taking candy and gets snatched. Facing pirates and monsters, the young hero manages to save his sister from being kidnapped. So there is a happy ending. But there is a lot of creepiness to get through before you get there.&amp;nbsp;Unlike other alphabet books, Gaiman doesn't focus on creating a literal word connection. This is no "A is for Apple" book. Instead we find more clever word associations like "C is the way that we find and we look", a pun on C and see as homonyms. Others like "I am the author who scratches these rhymes" for "I", will unnerve after we have gotten used to the pattern of B is for Boat. But by the time we reach "I" in the book we are already unnerved. This is not a safe children's story that you put them to bed with. It is creepy and dark. Children often like to be scared (in a safe setting of course) and these will accomplish that. "J is the joke monsters make of their crimes", was a particularly creepy page for me as we see children chained up or in cages. Or the "O is for ovens" page where we see pies being made with distinct parts sticking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grimly's illustrations are macabre and unusual. There is something about them that reminds me of old comics I used to read, but can't seem to place. The heroes are almost skeletal looking themselves although the gazelle has large Disney eyes that are a little out of place for a strange unnerving book like this. But that only adds to its charm. The book is filled with sewer tunnels and horrible looking gangster monsters and floating eyeballs. The backgrounds are all tans and browns and the characters are mostly rendered in fine line ink. The text is wonderful but it would be lost without the images. Grimly takes the sparse text and brings it to life in all of its horror. "D is for Diamonds, the bait on the hook" would be far less scary without the dead dog floating in the water or the hideous fisherman holding the pole. In fact it is Grimly who makes this book scary. Every detail in the pictures is geared to unnerve. And of course to illustrate the letter. It took me a couple of reads before I started noticed the garbage and ghosts on the "G" page or the milk, maggots, and mice on the "M" page. I should have. The out of place llama on "L" should have been a direct give-away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't normally list an appropriate age for books. I feel that children should not be limited by their age range. I was reading 6th grade book in third grade. I was reading adult titles in middle school. But I will suggest reading this one first before reading it to your child. You know best their tolerance for creepy stories. And this one fits the bill. It's a fun book, particularly for Halloween and the word play makes it one of the better ABC books I've read. Gaiman and Grimly create a creepy classic. Just make sure that your child won't be too disturbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-7031859058393235298?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7031859058393235298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/dangerous-alphabet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/7031859058393235298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/7031859058393235298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/dangerous-alphabet.html' title='The Dangerous Alphabet'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mCER48NR2Is/Tq8VVP61TOI/AAAAAAAAB3A/_A5YJleB3s4/s72-c/dangerous.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-3760270730846967512</id><published>2011-10-12T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T20:25:59.009-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authors'/><title type='text'>Blog Suggestion</title><content type='html'>I have a stack of books that I need to review sitting by my computer. I pick them up and start a post and then get distracted (woo shiny things). But the books keep calling to me to discuss them and sometime this week I'll sit down and write those. But in the meantime I wanted to share a blog I found this past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love getting a chance to peek into the studios of writers and artists. Apparently so does Jennifer Bertman. Her blog, &lt;a href="http://writerjenn.blogspot.com/"&gt;From the Mixed-Up Files of Jennifer Bertman&lt;/a&gt; (I love the reference by the way) has interviews and images provided by authors and artists of their creative spaces. The images that the interviewee sends can be anything from views from their windows, images of their favorite coffeehouses, pictures of their desks and supplies, to family members and pets. Jennifer asks questions about some of the special objects in their studios, what their typical day is like, what media they prefer, and their best writing advice...among other great questions. I have not yet found an interview that didn't fascinate me.&amp;nbsp;When Jennifer isn't interviewing writers, she's sharing book suggestions. I've picked up a couple of her suggestions and haven't been disappointed. This blog has quickly become a favorite.&amp;nbsp;For anyone who likes seeing how writers and artists work, this blog is a treasure trove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-faBb-SRn9-I/TpZZaPJXHfI/AAAAAAAAB2I/6dhJXfcy9pE/s1600/Aaron-Zenz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-faBb-SRn9-I/TpZZaPJXHfI/AAAAAAAAB2I/6dhJXfcy9pE/s320/Aaron-Zenz.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The creative space of the brilliant&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.aaronzenz.com/"&gt;Aaron Zenz&lt;/a&gt;. Don't you just love it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-3760270730846967512?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3760270730846967512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-suggestion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/3760270730846967512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/3760270730846967512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-suggestion.html' title='Blog Suggestion'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-faBb-SRn9-I/TpZZaPJXHfI/AAAAAAAAB2I/6dhJXfcy9pE/s72-c/Aaron-Zenz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-8478834879491126161</id><published>2011-09-28T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T20:50:12.741-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackie French'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adorable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bruce Whatley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Diary of a Wombat</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; &lt;o:DocumentProperties&gt;  &lt;o:Template&gt;Normal&lt;/o:Template&gt;  &lt;o:Revision&gt;0&lt;/o:Revision&gt;  &lt;o:TotalTime&gt;0&lt;/o:TotalTime&gt;  &lt;o:Pages&gt;1&lt;/o:Pages&gt;  &lt;o:Words&gt;351&lt;/o:Words&gt;  &lt;o:Characters&gt;2001&lt;/o:Characters&gt;  &lt;o:Lines&gt;16&lt;/o:Lines&gt;  &lt;o:Paragraphs&gt;4&lt;/o:Paragraphs&gt;  &lt;o:CharactersWithSpaces&gt;2457&lt;/o:CharactersWithSpaces&gt;  &lt;o:Version&gt;11.1539&lt;/o:Version&gt; &lt;/o:DocumentProperties&gt; &lt;o:OfficeDocumentSettings&gt;  &lt;o:AllowPNG/&gt; &lt;/o:OfficeDocumentSettings&gt;&lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; &lt;w:WordDocument&gt;  &lt;w:Zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;  &lt;w:DoNotShowRevisions/&gt;  &lt;w:DoNotPrintRevisions/&gt;  &lt;w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery&gt;0&lt;/w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery&gt;  &lt;w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery&gt;0&lt;/w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery&gt;  &lt;w:UseMarginsForDrawingGridOrigin/&gt; &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt;&lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OpcmLnrwGU/ToPp31vD04I/AAAAAAAAB1s/SJN_phcT6x4/s1600/wombat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OpcmLnrwGU/ToPp31vD04I/AAAAAAAAB1s/SJN_phcT6x4/s320/wombat.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I had heard about Diary of a Wombat written by &lt;a href="http://www.jackiefrench.com/"&gt;Jackie French&lt;/a&gt;and illustrated by &lt;a href="http://www.shannonassociates.com/artists/index.cfm?artist_name=brucewhatley"&gt;Bruce Whatley&lt;/a&gt; for years now. I’ve been told that I had toread it. I’d heard how wonderful it was. But the book wasn’t what I wasexpecting. I was expecting this modern classic to be sweet. Judging by BruceWhatley’s adorable wombat on the front I was expecting cute and sweet. What Ididn’t expect was to laugh so hard I snorted. I didn’t plan to giggle with eachpage. This book is a joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The simple story is told from the point of the view of awombat as it “trains” its human neighbors how to get along. Some pages are assimple as Tuesday which is mostly made up of sleeping and eating grass. That isuntil the wombat discovers the family next door. After destroying the flat,hairy creature at the door (welcome mat), the wombat demands a reward. After itgets a carrot, it quickly learns how to demand them (chewed through the door).And&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;the trouble for the family isjust beginning. The wombat digs burrows in the garden, chews up gardeningequipment, pulls laundry off the line, and generally makes a pest of itself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This book has a marvelously dry sense of humor. I was soshocked when the book turned funny that I read a line and literally snorted.The humor snuck up on me. I love how droll French’s wording is. After thewombat grows tired of carrots, it demands something else. “Demanded oat ANDcarrots. Only had to bang large metal object (garbage can) for a short timebefore they appeared”. Or where she demands a reward for destroying theirwelcome mat. Each page brings new mischief and a new interpretation by thewombat. It is not exactly subtle but the dry sense of humor is right up myalley. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cM8VtHTfmr4/ToPp7PN2aXI/AAAAAAAAB1w/jfjMVmRcIjA/s1600/wombat2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cM8VtHTfmr4/ToPp7PN2aXI/AAAAAAAAB1w/jfjMVmRcIjA/s1600/wombat2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bruce Whatley creates an adorable character who looks at theworld through sleepy eyes and is more than happy as long as it’s getting itsway. The book is filled with white space which leaves tons of room for playingwith the pictures and the words. We see the welcome mat, but French never referenceit directly. It’s only the flat, hairy creature that is invading the wombat’sterritory. I love the triumphant look on the wombat’s face after the battle.Most of the time though it just looks sleepy and cute. Whatley’s acrylicillustrations are a mix of detailed expressions and blurred edges. Most of theillustrations are of our hero but that is really all we need with the book. Anadorable book that made me laugh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-8478834879491126161?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8478834879491126161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/diary-of-wombat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8478834879491126161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8478834879491126161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/diary-of-wombat.html' title='Diary of a Wombat'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OpcmLnrwGU/ToPp31vD04I/AAAAAAAAB1s/SJN_phcT6x4/s72-c/wombat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-4856042916840580455</id><published>2011-09-13T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T19:45:35.324-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweetness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily Gravett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='innovative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Emily Gravett</title><content type='html'>I have a problem. Right now I have four books by Emily Gravett sitting on my desk waiting to be reviewed. The problem isn't how to talk about these amazingly inventive, stunningly sweet, and incredible children's book. That isn't my issue. The issue is that there is no way that any of my reviews would be good enough to match Gravett's great books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become a huge Emily Gravett fan in the last couple months. Emily draws beautifully. She invents wonderful stories that surprise readers on every page. She creates books that are as inventively designed as they are well written. I know I'm gushing. I can't help it. I haven't found an author that excites me this much since I read my first Adam Rex and Lane Smith. Emily has become a favorite in a very short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead of reviews I'm going to present all four books. All of these are recommended, highly!!! All of these books are wonderful and sweet. All of them made me smile and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NJ29cmF9TrQ/TnAVEGCZarI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/fMZIxOOQLgc/s1600/wolves.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NJ29cmF9TrQ/TnAVEGCZarI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/fMZIxOOQLgc/s1600/wolves.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolves is the story of a rabbit who checks a book out from the library on wolves. As the rabbit reads about how wolves hunt and look and where they live, we see the actual wolf sneaking up on the rabbit. The oblivious rabbit walks across the giant wolf's muzzle until it gets to the part about diet. Gravett plays with the ending in a way that I won't tell you. It's one of the great charms of the book. I love the little details on this story. There is a library checkout card at the beginning of the book, like it is the little rabbit's book. The book the rabbit is reading is written by Grrabbit. The cover and back of the book are the only realistically rendered thing in the book, the rest are line drawings. It's the little details that made this book so much fun for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-33TUOBrbG6I/TnAVCjL1cNI/AAAAAAAAB1M/fodExbFzAnM/s1600/little+mouse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-33TUOBrbG6I/TnAVCjL1cNI/AAAAAAAAB1M/fodExbFzAnM/s1600/little+mouse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Little Mouse's Big Book of Fears takes book design to a whole new level. The words and plot itself are simple. This is a little mouse listing out all of his fears. And he's afraid of a lot. The dark, snakes, being eaten, sharp objects, water.... The list goes on and on. But it's the design that made me adore this book. There are surprises on every page starting with the giant whole taken out of the cover. There are ragged pages, foldout newspaper articles, a very funny map (with heartbeats as the scale), and everywhere there are Gravitt's wonderful line drawings. I loved her little mouse quaking in fear up until the end. This book doesn't just break the fourth wall, it shatters it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g6gBdoL4OGs/TnAVDu5oDaI/AAAAAAAAB1U/choJxsIP6Zg/s1600/orange-pear.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g6gBdoL4OGs/TnAVDu5oDaI/AAAAAAAAB1U/choJxsIP6Zg/s1600/orange-pear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Orange, Pear, Apple, Bear is the simplest of books. Gravett uses five words in total in this book and four of them are in the title. But it's the way she combines them, along with her adorable images, that makes this book, a favorite. There is a sweet simplicity here. The bear is adorable as he plays with the fruit, changes colors, and show off. All leading to a one word ending that had me smiling. This is one of those books that I would read to my youngest child. And reread over and over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tkQVp2k5xek/TnAVDLdlYRI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ig3uLDlR1cw/s1600/meerkat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tkQVp2k5xek/TnAVDLdlYRI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ig3uLDlR1cw/s320/meerkat.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last book I have for Gravett's is Meerkat Mail, one of her newer stories. Sunny the Meerkat is getting tired of his close family life. His brothers and sisters drive him crazy, the desert is too hot. But the family motto is Stay Safe, Stay Together. That is the only way they can stay safe from the jackals that try to eat them. When Sunny sets out on his own he writes his mother a letter and details why and where he's going. He heads out to various family members, trying out different lives. At each place he writes his mother a postcard which are affixed in the book. At first Sunny loves his new found freedom. &amp;nbsp;Even with the ever-present jackal always just a step behind him. But as the book goes one the letters grow different. Sunny is becoming more homesick. We hear him talk more and more fondly about the heat and the close family. He hates the rain and the dark and the ants. He starts to long to come home. His last postcard is sent as he arrives in the loving embraces of his family. This had all of the humor of Gravett's other work but also the sweetness. It's a much simpler book than the first two I mentioned but I think this one might be my favorite. Humor and heart always work for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-4856042916840580455?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4856042916840580455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/emily-gravett.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4856042916840580455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4856042916840580455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/emily-gravett.html' title='Emily Gravett'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NJ29cmF9TrQ/TnAVEGCZarI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/fMZIxOOQLgc/s72-c/wolves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-4253506199128122350</id><published>2011-08-24T19:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T20:02:12.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='siblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan Yaccarino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carolyn Parkhurst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dialogue'/><title type='text'>Cooking With Henry and Elliebelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5iXF_AxUy7g/TlW6oXkjBgI/AAAAAAAABzk/mrlqUbuH_8s/s1600/Henry-ellie.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 345px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5iXF_AxUy7g/TlW6oXkjBgI/AAAAAAAABzk/mrlqUbuH_8s/s400/Henry-ellie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644622910663624194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember the last time I've had as much fun with a book as I did with Cooking With Henry and Elliebelly, written by &lt;a href="http://carolynparkhurst.com/site/"&gt;Carolyn Parkhurst&lt;/a&gt; and illustrated by &lt;a href="http://www.danyaccarino.com/ys/"&gt;Dan Yaccarino&lt;/a&gt;. I love Dan's work which is why I originally picked up the book. But after two pages of this book I was hooked. I couldn't put it down. The dialogue is so true to life. The concept and banter is so funny and the characters are pitch perfect. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Henry (5) and Elliebelly (2) are doing a cooking show for us today. Henry is the main cook and Elliebelly is "helping". In the book they are making raspberry-marshmallow-peanut butter waffles with barbecued banana bacon. If you aren't intrigued by this point, you have no sense of humor. Henry is trying hard to be serious and present this as a real cooking show even though we can see him piling toys and crayons into the bowl as his ingredients. Elliebelly on the other hand is trying to help by forcing Henry to wear a pirate hat, having her dolly swim in the waffle batter, and arguing constantly with her brother. The book follows the pair from start to finish on their "recipe" with a surprise from Mom at the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though it's the illustration that originally caught my eye, the dialogue in this book is what will make me buy it. It's so real and it's so hilarious. And those are clearly related. Henry and Elliebelly react to each other like every brother and sister pair I've ever met. They argue, they fight, they tattle. They also pause for technical issues (a crying sister), play a theme song (with a broom for a guitar), and have a commercial (buy buy buy now now now). They two are just overflowing with enthusiasm. But that doesn't mean they have to get along. The banter between them is what makes this book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan Yaccarino's illustrations add to the fun and humor. I knew I was in for a treat when I found Henry face palming himself on the title page. He just looks like the classic older brother who's reached the end of his tether with his younger sister. Like much of Dan's work, the illustrations are all about shape and color. He adds little jokes to each page (like the cat peeking out of the fake oven and the dog covering his eyes during the theme song). He makes it clear that the kids are playing. And this book makes it seem like both Dan and Carolyn are playing. This is just one of the silliest and most enjoyable books I've read this year. Well worth a read or two or three. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also check out the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xV7BZUo1g34"&gt;trailer&lt;/a&gt;. Well worth a watch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-4253506199128122350?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4253506199128122350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/cooking-with-henry-and-elliebelly.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4253506199128122350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4253506199128122350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/cooking-with-henry-and-elliebelly.html' title='Cooking With Henry and Elliebelly'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5iXF_AxUy7g/TlW6oXkjBgI/AAAAAAAABzk/mrlqUbuH_8s/s72-c/Henry-ellie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-8811617872479125015</id><published>2011-07-16T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T11:25:28.908-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children&apos;s books'/><title type='text'>Too Much Children's Book Goodness in One Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AmoS0haia48/TiHXTtaqf5I/AAAAAAAABvg/t8cynLeI_B0/s1600/100_7705.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I posted this on &lt;a href="http://cab-ancoraimparo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ancora Imparo&lt;/a&gt; as well. But just in case you were curious about the power and weight of children's books. ;-) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I've finally managed to do it. I broke a bookcase. I knew it was just a matter of time. I'm nice to my books, hard on my cases.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have five bookcases in my library: one for books I still have to read, one and a half for fiction, one and a half for nonfiction, and one for children's books. My children's book bookcase decided that it had had enough this past week. The second shelf, which holds picture books, broke and dropped its contents to the floor. Jeff was watching TV on Friday when he heard a loud crash and the cat come running down the stairs. He went upstairs to find my books all over the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7wz9haIHGTU/TiHVxZuXWOI/AAAAAAAABvQ/pAQqoH6F84A/s400/100_7703.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630016053885491426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Here you can see where the shelf had been&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He piled my books up on the bed we have in the library and called me. So now I have to go out and find a new bookcase. My idea is that this next one will be a quality case. Something that will move with me from house to house. Something I can show off. Not the cheap plyboard ones I bought from Target years ago. They've held up, but my bookcases have to be strong. I finally pushed one to the breaking point. Who knows how long the others will last. Particularly with this load.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AmoS0haia48/TiHXTtaqf5I/AAAAAAAABvg/t8cynLeI_B0/s400/100_7705.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630017742798749586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-8811617872479125015?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8811617872479125015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/too-much-childrens-book-goodness-in-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8811617872479125015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8811617872479125015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/too-much-childrens-book-goodness-in-one.html' title='Too Much Children&apos;s Book Goodness in One Place'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7wz9haIHGTU/TiHVxZuXWOI/AAAAAAAABvQ/pAQqoH6F84A/s72-c/100_7703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-6316450102829818771</id><published>2011-06-09T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T18:52:15.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ted Dewan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pigs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Crispin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cs_RTBsnar0/TfF4KkTLcYI/AAAAAAAABug/XbZ5-8t1GDY/s1600/crispin.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cs_RTBsnar0/TfF4KkTLcYI/AAAAAAAABug/XbZ5-8t1GDY/s400/crispin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616402333245862274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all know that the best part of a gift for most kids is the box. That's the premise of &lt;a href="http://www.wormworks.com/"&gt;Ted Dewan's&lt;/a&gt; book Crispin: The Pig Who Had It All. I picked up the book at the prompting of the 1001 Books Challenge and am so glad I did. This might be my new favorite picture book. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Crispin receives an empty box for Christmas he's disappointed. After all the amazing technological marvels that he's received (and broken) over the years, the box is nothing. He's particularly sad since the tag had said that "it was the very best thing in the whole wide world". Crispin is so disappointed that he drags the box outside to the trash. That's when two kids come along and ask to play with it. After some prodding Crispin finally lets them play and all together they have a ball playing make believe in the empty box. After the box gets rained on and collapses, Crispin takes his friends inside to play with his old broken toys and the new refrigerator box. He finally learns just how much fun friends (and imagination) can be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book had the absolute cutest story from beginning to end. Crispin is spoiled, and portrayed that way. In the beginning he's sitting in front of the TV slurping down ice cream and sugary drinks while his broken toys lay piled on the floor.  He's whiny and lazy and destructive. At first when the kids try to play in his box, Crispin is furious. Finally they drag him into the game and from there on we see a completely different kid. The energy in this book was just so much fun. It's imaginative but very true to how some kids can be. Dewan throws in a ton of fun pop references so be on the lookout for Dr. Seuss, tomaguchi pets, Piggles (a new Pringles brand perhaps?), and telly-tubbies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved the story but the artwork is just as much fun as the text. Dewan uses bright colors and fun shapes to make every part of the page exciting. Even Crispin's world before he found his friends is imaginative. But once they start playing the pages just light up. I particularly loved the adorable pig and the art deco house. And I love the games that they create. Wonderful colorful images to go with a sweet story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was the kind of kid who played for hours in empty boxes. I can make up a story to suit any occasion and often spent many an hour turning a coffee table into a canoe and a canopy bed into a castle. So this book was perfect for me. I'm reminded that with all my glitzy gizmos and entertainment options, friends and imagination are still the "very best things in the whole wide world." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-6316450102829818771?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6316450102829818771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/crispin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/6316450102829818771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/6316450102829818771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/crispin.html' title='Crispin'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cs_RTBsnar0/TfF4KkTLcYI/AAAAAAAABug/XbZ5-8t1GDY/s72-c/crispin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-2588764837224348433</id><published>2011-06-01T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T20:16:48.845-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children&apos;s books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>A Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGl7iaCP0A0/TecAhPc8u5I/AAAAAAAABtk/TZ6ufkDE1yg/s1600/1001-books.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As if I didn't have enough things to take me away from this blog, I've accepted a reading challenge that has taken up the last month and is still nowhere near finished. But this might actually bring me back to the blog. Mostly because this reading challenge is all about some great children's books.&lt;div&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGl7iaCP0A0/TecAhPc8u5I/AAAAAAAABtk/TZ6ufkDE1yg/s400/1001-books.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613456031624248210" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple years ago my mother bought me a copy of the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/1001-Childrens-Books-Must-Before/dp/0789318768"&gt;1001 Children's Books That You Must Read Before You Grow Up.&lt;/a&gt; I've occasionally gone in to see which books I've read and mark up the pages. A month ago I decided to step up my efforts. I'm going to attempt to read every book in this anthology. I'd only read about 200 so this should be a bit of a challenge. Many of the books are international and might be a bit difficult to find. But a challenge is a challenge, and I've been enjoying trying to satisfy it. I've made five trips to the library in the last month and each trip has included at least a dozen books. I'll post reviews about books I love. I already have a huge stack of my favorites. Simple stories like The Ox-Cart Man. Sweet stories like Crispin: The Pig Who Had It All. Wonderful chapter books like The Naming of Tishkin Silk. I'm going to review my favorites from the list. Stay tuned and I'll keep you posted on my progress. 200 down, 800 to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can also watch my progress at &lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/"&gt;LibraryThing&lt;/a&gt;. I'm CatB. It even has a book list that automatically tracks my progress.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-2588764837224348433?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2588764837224348433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/challenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/2588764837224348433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/2588764837224348433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/challenge.html' title='A Challenge'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGl7iaCP0A0/TecAhPc8u5I/AAAAAAAABtk/TZ6ufkDE1yg/s72-c/1001-books.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-4864992572298042073</id><published>2011-04-07T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T18:40:29.912-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Knudsen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kevin Henkes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Library Lion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glCo2bGizp8/TZ5nSEduHEI/AAAAAAAABrM/-mwhS-OwYRk/s1600/lion.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glCo2bGizp8/TZ5nSEduHEI/AAAAAAAABrM/-mwhS-OwYRk/s400/lion.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593021347374439490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As a librarian, I love books about libraries or even books about books. The same way I'm drawn to art about reading or books, I'm drawn to books that talk about libraries. So the moment I saw Library Lion, written by Michelle Knudsen and illustrated by Kevin Henkes, I knew I was going to own it eventually. Then I read the story and saw the illustrations, and I bought it immediately. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Library Lion tells the story of a lion who wanders into the public library and decides to stick around. The librarian, Miss Merriweather is okay with the lion staying as long as follows the rules: no running and especially no loud noises. The lion can visit as long as he stays quiet. The lion loves story hour and in the morning he helps Miss Merriweather around the library. Everyone loves the lion expect Mr. McBee. One day, Miss Merriweather falls and hurts herself. The lion runs for help but the only way to get attention is to roar. He roars loudly causing Mr. McBee to go searching for Miss Merriweather to tell on the lion. But the lion knows he's broken the rules. He leaves the library. When Miss Merriweather returns to work and notices that the lion is missing, she becomes depressed. So Mr. McBee goes out to find him and return him to the library. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tear up every time I read this story. It's at the end when Mr. McBee invites the lion back to the library. And then when Miss Merriweather runs down the hall to greet him. I am so in love with this story. It's not just sweet pages like this: "Soon the lion began doing things without being asked. He dusted the encyclopedias. He licked the envelopes. He let small children stand on his back to reach books on the highest shelves. Then he curled up in the story corner to wait for story hour to begin." The image at the bottom of the page is of the back of the lion when he's sleeping. A young boy is gently resting against the lion's back while reading. It's just a perfect pairing of words and picture. Knudsen's story makes me cry and laugh and smile and cheer. That's an awful lot for a 32 page book to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As if this story couldn't get cuter, Henkes' illustrations will make fall in love all over again. His acrylic and pencil images use subdued colors to create the kind of library you would want to visit, and a lion you would want to curl up with. I'll even forgive him for making Miss Merriweather wear a bun. The lion is imbued with so much emotion. You quickly fall in love with him. The image of him sprawled across a pillow in the children's section with a slight smile on his face, is so wonderfully sweet. The humans are all well created but it's the lion that will make this book a favorite for children. He's realistic but not scary. Beautiful images and a sweet story. A must have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-4864992572298042073?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4864992572298042073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/library-lion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4864992572298042073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4864992572298042073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/library-lion.html' title='Library Lion'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glCo2bGizp8/TZ5nSEduHEI/AAAAAAAABrM/-mwhS-OwYRk/s72-c/lion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-3206837946257377843</id><published>2011-02-08T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T17:58:51.401-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter de Seve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randall de Seve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whimsy'/><title type='text'>The Duchess of Whimsy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TVH0kp3RfEI/AAAAAAAABnw/fQ2TWiKJjmk/s1600/duchess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 364px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TVH0kp3RfEI/AAAAAAAABnw/fQ2TWiKJjmk/s400/duchess.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571503124584168514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I make it no secret that I adore the artwork of &lt;a href="http://www.peterdeseve.com/"&gt;Peter de Seve&lt;/a&gt;. Ever since I first saw one of his New Yorker covers, I've been fascinated by his work. So when I found out that he had illustrated a children's book, I knew I had to buy it. The book was written by Peter's very talented wife &lt;a href="http://www.harpercollins.com/authors/35070/Randall_de_Seve/index.aspx"&gt;Randall de Seve&lt;/a&gt; and the story is just as much fun as the illustrations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Duchess of Whimsy follows a rather steady and some would say dull Duke. The Duke of Norm prefers things to be in order. He's quiet and seriousness and ordinary. And he's in love with the Duchess of Whimsy, a royal who can't stand anything to be ordinary. She loves anything exotic and strange. What she isn't interested in is the Duke of Norm. That is until a royal banquet turns into a catastrophe when the cook becomes ill. All the other royals start making extraordinary dishes, all expect the Duke. He makes a plain grilled cheese sandwich and milk. The Duchess is intrigued and then enamored. That sparks their friendship. The Duke begins to understand how the extraordinary can be fun and the Duchess learns that sometimes quiet and serious can be interesting. And they live happily ever after. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this story. It's a simple story but I've known a good number of couples who fit this bill. When I read it I realized how this is not just a children's story. It's a story about relationships, about love, about finding the extraordinary in the ordinary. Randall has a fantastic imagination. I particularly liked her descriptions of the Duke of Norm's attempts to impress the Duchess. "The Earl of Norm composed sugary poetry comparing the Duchess to a squid, a platypus and a penguin...." Or the fantastic dishes that the rest of the royals are making. "The Duke of Dreams made a velvet midnight cake topped with an entire galaxy of spun sugar stars. But first he had to learn how to spin sugar."  This is a wonderful story with a fantastic mix of the ordinary and sublime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter is a master of facial expressions and this might be his best medium for those. The book is filled with interesting faces, beautiful details, and fantastic colors. Each page is more like a glorious painting than a children's book. The scene in the kitchen is one of my favorite images. It mixes Peter's humor with his incredible attention to detail. Using just the few words on the page, he creates a scene filled with life and light. This is pure art. A fantastic book that both children and adults will love. Children will love the silly scene, like where the Duke brings a giraffe to the party or where the duchess hosts her party surrounded by fish in balloons. Adults will love the sweet love story and will identify with the duke and duchess. And everyone may want a grilled cheese sandwich. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TVH0kSqhEfI/AAAAAAAABno/hBmR_9197cw/s400/grilled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571503118356648434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 157px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-3206837946257377843?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3206837946257377843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/duchess-of-whimsy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/3206837946257377843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/3206837946257377843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/duchess-of-whimsy.html' title='The Duchess of Whimsy'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TVH0kp3RfEI/AAAAAAAABnw/fQ2TWiKJjmk/s72-c/duchess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-1652468919437261118</id><published>2011-01-16T20:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T20:33:38.113-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woodcut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black and white'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lynd Ward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hunting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Children's Classic: The Biggest Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TTPFj0quUhI/AAAAAAAABmE/QSK5citcm6o/s1600/biggest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TTPFj0quUhI/AAAAAAAABmE/QSK5citcm6o/s400/biggest.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563007183956627986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some stories from my childhood that I remember vividly. That I can conjure up in my minds eye with just a title. Caldecott winner, The Biggest Bear by Lynd Ward is one of the most vivid for me. Ward's story of a young boy named Johnny Orchard who goes out to collect a bear skin for his family's barn and comes back with more than he bargained for is imprinted in my mind. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Johnny lives in a farming community where his family raises apples. Every other farmer has shot and skinned a bear and Johnny feels the shame of not having a bearskin for the family. So one afternoon he sets off with his shotgun to shoot himself a bear. But the only bear he finds is just a cub. And he's hungry. So Johnny feeds him some of his maple sugar. And then takes the bear home. While his parents aren't happy with a bear for a pet, Johnny promises to feed him. The bear can certainly eat. He is quickly eating the family out of house and home. And growing...rapidly. He quickly becomes one of the biggest bears around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the bear starts eating the neighbor's food, the Orchards know that they need to do something with him. Johnny takes the bear out into the woods and leaves him several times but the bear always finds his way home. Finally the boy is told that he will have to take the bear into the woods and shoot it. But as Johnny is loading his gun the bear takes off, with Johnny holding on to the leash. He is dragged along with the bear into a humane bear trap where they are found by men collecting bears for the zoo. So the bear goes to the zoo and Johnny goes to visit him. And bring him maple sugar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This simple and sweet story touched me greatly as a child. I loved the relationship between Johnny and the bear. I loved the way Ward personified the bear. I loved the maple sugar. But mostly I was touched by a story of a boy who went out to shoot a bear and found a friend instead. Ward's pages are sparse and clean with the illustrations done is soft black and white. Ward created the images using woodblock and they stand off the page like nothing I've ever seen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The early scenes with the bear rival some of the cutest illustrations ever drawn. I would compared Ward's illustrations to Robert McCloskey but these seem a bit softer and even more detailed. The are also not cartoony in any way. The humans look like humans I've known and the bear looks very much like any bear you would find in the woods. The bear is never anthropomorphized but he is imbued with tons of personality. There is not a ton of text in the book (although a lot of pages) but the story is complete, with a bit of humor, a bit of sadness, and a lot of sweetness. This was one of my favorite books from childhood. And even now, it stands the test of time for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-1652468919437261118?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1652468919437261118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/childrens-classic-biggest-bear.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/1652468919437261118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/1652468919437261118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/childrens-classic-biggest-bear.html' title='Children&apos;s Classic: The Biggest Bear'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TTPFj0quUhI/AAAAAAAABmE/QSK5citcm6o/s72-c/biggest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-796079536758600847</id><published>2011-01-02T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T12:14:18.978-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cereal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheerios'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simon and schuster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spoonfuls of stories'/><title type='text'>Cheerios</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've bought three boxes of Cheerios in the last week. Three large family sized boxes. With the knowledge that I'm the only one who'll eat them. And while I'm a cereal fan in general, this might push me to my oat cereal limit. But I simply can't pass up free books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TSDcYn4pSZI/AAAAAAAABkY/WecZlI617BI/s400/chaucer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557684255756732818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 195px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, Cheerios is again doing their &lt;a href="http://pages.simonandschuster.com/spoonfulsofstories/"&gt;Spoonfuls of Storie&lt;/a&gt;s giveaway. Each year the company (in connection with Simon and Schuster) gives away millions of free books included as prizes in their family sized boxes. And I have to admit that I'm working to collect all five. This year the company has picked five fun titles to give away. I picked up Scott M. Fischer's Jump! at the beginning of the week. New Years Eve I picked up All the World, written by Liz Garton Scanlon and illustrated by Marla Frazee. When we stopped into Target today I picked up Chaucer's First Winter, written by Stephen Krensky and illustrated by Henry Cole. Three down, two to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TSDcYSPifLI/AAAAAAAABkQ/8mrOwRjfa1g/s400/jump.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557684249947176114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 322px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the idea of books as prizes and even more I'm happy to have gotten copies of the books. I already owned All the World but I love the miniature version written in both English and Spanish. What a wonderful idea to promote literacy. I have to admit that while I never ever buy cereal for the cheap plastic prizes, these books get me every year. I simply have to collect the whole set. I'll be eating Cheerios for weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TSDcYLwd4rI/AAAAAAAABkI/3B_WcAD9TxA/s400/scanlon" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557684248206238386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-796079536758600847?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/796079536758600847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/cheerios.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/796079536758600847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/796079536758600847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/cheerios.html' title='Cheerios'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TSDcYn4pSZI/AAAAAAAABkY/WecZlI617BI/s72-c/chaucer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-5699856642726219330</id><published>2010-09-05T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T11:52:04.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini Grey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subversive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursery rhymes'/><title type='text'>The Adventures of the Dish and the Spoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TIPmQLJ8YQI/AAAAAAAABcA/I5PedpyAvus/s1600/grey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TIPmQLJ8YQI/AAAAAAAABcA/I5PedpyAvus/s400/grey.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513503534378410242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Adventures of the Dish and the Spoon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;By &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/kids/catalog/author.pperl?authorid=41982"&gt;Mini Grey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have to admit that I’ve never had the change to read Mini Grey before. Somehow I managed to miss her numerous books. But after reading The Adventures of the Dish and the Spoon, I’ll be looking for more of her creative titles.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The book follows Dish and Spoon after their very famous running away. They start a career doing vaudeville and become incredibly popular. The money rolls in and the duo become used to the finer things in life. When the money runs out they turn to knife gangsters to borrow more. The gang soon want their money back and intimidate the pair. The couple turn to a life of crime to pay back the debt and end up on the lam. In their hurry to escape from the cops, Dish becomes broken and the Spoon allows himself to be captured when he finds that she can’t go on. He serves his time and is finally released. He gives himself to a crockery and silverware shop, only to run into the recovered Dish. They run away (again!) and live happily ever after.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love reinventions of classic stories, and this one has to be one of the more inventive ones that I’ve seen. Grey tells a subversive tale, that takes a sweet and silly nursery rhyme and makes it into a darker tale about greed and crime. Grey does it very tongue in cheek, never taking the story too seriously. “Someone put a record on the new record player. It was playing our tune. How could we resist?” The words swoop out the window along with the dish and the spoon, as you see two cat paws putting Hey Diddle Diddle on the record player. In fact the cat, the fiddle, the cow, and the moon appear throughout the book, even showing up in the crockery shop at the end or the lost cow sign posted after Spoon gets out of prison. In fact not only does the whole story play around with the nursery rhyme, but Grey spends most of the book playing around with us. There are little jokes throughout the book.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Grey uses a mixture of collage and paint to create frenetic images. With the mad caper going on, these illustrations are simply perfect. There are tons of things to look at, to read, and to savor. I found myself going back through the book over and over to try to catch all the little visual jokes. And each time I saw something new. The running away image is the perfect example. The scene includes collage cows jumping over a painted silver dollar moon. The dish in the spoon float in a painted sea. On either side, there are panels that show the pair’s dive into the ocean and their arrival in New York. Most of the book is told in two or three panel spreads, showing how frantic and wild this story really is. Things feel crowded and rushed but at the same time wonderfully silly. You want to linger on these illustrations but the story forces you to move faster. I’ve reread this little book at least six times since I first picked it up. And I’m sure I’ll read it again and again. A wonderfully subversive tale, filled with humor and fantastic illustrations. I must find more of Mini Grey’s work. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-5699856642726219330?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5699856642726219330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/adventures-of-dish-and-spoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/5699856642726219330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/5699856642726219330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/adventures-of-dish-and-spoon.html' title='The Adventures of the Dish and the Spoon'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TIPmQLJ8YQI/AAAAAAAABcA/I5PedpyAvus/s72-c/grey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-396405046460347449</id><published>2010-08-27T06:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T15:08:04.063-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Macaulay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angelo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Angelo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TH7Nloc0FZI/AAAAAAAABbw/551dKaPc9VA/s1600/angelo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 153px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TH7Nloc0FZI/AAAAAAAABbw/551dKaPc9VA/s400/angelo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512069040345191826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angelo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.davidmacaulay.com/"&gt;David Macaulay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angelo is a plasterer. He has spent most of his life high above the city re-plastering buildings and cleaning up pigeon droppings from the facades. So when he finds an injured pigeon in one of the crevices of the buildings, he only agrees to take it home and nurse it back to health for a day or so. After all, he hates pigeons. The days turn into weeks and the two become friends. After the pigeon, named Sylvia, gets better she flies away but comes back to keep an eye on the old man. The two become inseparable, eating and working together. Sylvia notices that Angelo is slowing down on his work. He rests more often. And Angelo notices too. After he finally finishes his building job, he decides he needs to do something for Sylvia. Something that will last forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I was looking for a book where I cried with both happiness and sadness, this would be it. I'm so in love with this book. I love Sylvia, I love Angelo, but most of all I loved the friendship between them. This is no simple story about a man rescuing a pigeon. Angelo is rescued just as much. The friendship between the two is well built, based on hard work and time spent together. We get to watch it develop from the moment Angelo builds a makeshift hospital bed for the bird until the very end. Angelo is hardworking and caring. He works to do a good job even as he gets too old to work. Sylvia is sweet and caring, and worried about the old man. The ending though, is what cements this book as a new found favorite. I cried at the end of this book, the story was so touching. I was happy and I was sad. In only a couple words Macaulay creates a final image that will stick with me for a very long time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;David Macaulay's illustrations are filled with rough lines and warm colors. In only a few simple pen strokes, he creates beautiful Mediterraneans buildings and expresses great character emotions. He uses terra-cottas, creams, browns, and light blues to bring out the Italian feel for the city and to make his unassuming character of Angelo come to life. Here is a plain man presented plainly. But we still get a feeling for the great love and tenderness he has. A beautiful book, both in story and in illustrations. And a new favorite of mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-396405046460347449?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/396405046460347449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/angelo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/396405046460347449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/396405046460347449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/angelo.html' title='Angelo'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TH7Nloc0FZI/AAAAAAAABbw/551dKaPc9VA/s72-c/angelo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-216764626106132534</id><published>2010-08-19T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T12:09:19.849-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chapter book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environmental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carl Hiaasen'/><title type='text'>Hoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/THVdkV8R_UI/AAAAAAAABao/Lkl54HtyfLg/s1600/hoot.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509412598104325442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/THVdkV8R_UI/AAAAAAAABao/Lkl54HtyfLg/s320/hoot.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I think of children's book authors, &lt;a href="http://www.carlhiaasen.com/index.shtml"&gt;Carl Hiaasen&lt;/a&gt; is not the first name that springs to mind. I've read a number of Hiaasen's books and never once did I think to myself, this man should write children's books. In fact, normally his zany and gritty tales of Florida are the exact opposite of a classic kids book. Hiaasen writes about crime and dirt and corruption. And when it comes to Hoot, a Newbery Award honor book, he does it perfectly for the young adult audience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoot follows Roy (or Cowgirl as his not-quite friends call him), a young boy who's just moved to Florida from Montana. Roy has problems and he has them in spades. He's the new kid in school with all that implies, he's attracted the attention of the school bully who wants to beat him to a pulp, and he's just discovered a mysterious boy named Mullet Fingers who's involved in a personal crusade against a national pancake company. A huge pancake company has decided to open a restaurant in the small town that Roy lives in. That should be cause for excitement and is until Roy finds out that there are endangered burrowing owls who have made a home on the site that the restraunt will be built on. Roy, Mullet Fingers, and Mullet Finger's sister Beatrice decide to stop them, using some rather unusual means. If you have read Hiaasen before, you know what kinds of antics his characters can get into. If you haven't...well what are you doing. Why aren't you at the library picking up one of his books? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As an environmentalist and a believer in animal rights, I was completely in love with this book from the beginning. Hiassen's message of anti-development rings so true with me. Hiassen often talks about corporate greed and its impact on the environment. Here he offers us a couple of heros that are willing to stand up against corporate greed, even if it means no pancakes. The kids get their point across through a wonderful mixture of vandalism and law-abiding routes (Mullet Fingers on the vandalism side and Roy on the law abiding). This is a book about standing up for what you believe in no matter how unpopular it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's not as preachy as that sounds. Instead Hiaasen uses humor to get his point across. From the opening scene, where Roy first sees Mullet Fingers while having his face smooshed against the glass by the school bully, you know you're in for a story that's both touching and humorous. Roy is not a violent kid and he goes about helping Mullet Fingers (and dealing with his bully), in funny ways. The pranks that Mullet Fingers pulls on the construction contractor are hilarious with just a slight touch of danger. The contractor and the police officer dealing with the case start off as charactures and become real people during the course of the book. But they are still the bumbling idiots of the tale. And in the end (after all the humor is done) you come away with a great environmental message. I have to take back my earlier words. Hiaasen can write children's books. And he'll do it with humor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-216764626106132534?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/216764626106132534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/hoot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/216764626106132534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/216764626106132534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/hoot.html' title='Hoot'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/THVdkV8R_UI/AAAAAAAABao/Lkl54HtyfLg/s72-c/hoot.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-8319696733442190162</id><published>2010-08-11T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T20:12:10.341-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elise Primavera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Auntie Claus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TGNlZLvt09I/AAAAAAAABZ4/foYLza4Nf0o/s1600/auntie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TGNlZLvt09I/AAAAAAAABZ4/foYLza4Nf0o/s320/auntie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504354652900938706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With nearly record high heat indexes and constant rain, I needed a reminder that there is something called winter. So when I was in the library last week, I stopped to check out the books on Christmas. The cover of Auntie Claus drew me in so I dropped it on my stack to check out. And I'm so glad I did. The rest of the book was just as sweet and enjoyable as the cover. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Auntie Claus by &lt;a href="http://www.eliseprimavera.com/"&gt;Elise Primavera&lt;/a&gt; tells the story of the Kringle family who live in New York City. Every year, Auntie Claus disappears on a "business trip" from October until Valentine's Day. One of the younger members of the family, Sophie, is curious about where her aunt goes each year. She's determined to find the secret. So when Auntie isn't looking, Sophie stows away. As most readers have already guessed by now, she finds herself deposited at the North Pole. One of the head elves mistakes Sophie for an elf and puts her to work. She starts in the mail room and finds herself unhappy sorting mail all day. When Santa needs someone to go get the naughty list from the basement (the worst job at the North Pole), Sophie volunteers. She finds her spoiled brother's name on the list, so Sophie makes a choice. She erases her brother's name, and replaces it with her own. The moment her name is signed, Sophie is summoned to Santa's side to help deliver packages. She falls asleep in the sleigh and wakes up Christmas Morning at home, with a very special gift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elise Primavera's story is sweet and fun, but with a moral. Adults will not be surprised by Auntie Claus's job, nor by the rest of the family's connection to Christmas, but children will be drawn into the world. Sophie is a great character, half rebel, half sweet caring girl. I loved her curiosity and her spunk. She is spoiled at the beginning of the story but we see her make sacrifices later in the book. We watch her grow. In a way we watch Sophie discover her more adult, mature self. Auntie Claus starts the story with the idiom "it is better to give than to receive" and that is displayed at the end in wonderful form. The moral is not pushed hard but readers will leave with it firmly in their mind. The subtle message fits beautifully with the idea of Sophie growing up.  I was actually a bit surprised by the ending of the story but I found it much more satisfying than a more Hollywood-style ending. It is a mature, sensitive, and fitting ending. I left the book with a huge smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Primavera's illustration are simply gorgeous. Auntie Claus is elegant in a movie star type of way. Her home, along with Sophie's home, are luxuriously drawn. Everything is rich and elegant. Once Sophie leaves the house and heads to the North Pole, the colors become even more rich. Filled with reds and blues, these gouache and pastel illustrations wrap you in warmth. Sophie is presented very plain compared to her famous aunt and the beautiful world she inhabits and then visits. Primavera gives everything a soft focus, adding to the unreality of the situation. It was a world I loved visiting, with sweet characters and an even better moral. A great book for Christmas and one I'll be adding to my collection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-8319696733442190162?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8319696733442190162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/auntie-claus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8319696733442190162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8319696733442190162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/auntie-claus.html' title='Auntie Claus'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TGNlZLvt09I/AAAAAAAABZ4/foYLza4Nf0o/s72-c/auntie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-1975054821825790045</id><published>2010-07-28T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T09:08:29.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill Peet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colored pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autobiography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authors'/><title type='text'>Bill Peet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TFBVCc1zAUI/AAAAAAAABXo/MWy6on7ysAo/s1600/peet.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498988645609308482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TFBVCc1zAUI/AAAAAAAABXo/MWy6on7ysAo/s320/peet.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As an animation fan, a Disney fan, and a huge children's book fan, &lt;a href="http://www.billpeet.net/"&gt;Bill Peet&lt;/a&gt; has got to be my hero. Not only did Bill work for Disney helping to create some of the most memorable animated films of all time, but he has created some of the most inspiring and emotive children's books out there. If you couldn't tell, I adore his work. I review one of his books &lt;a href="http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/huge-harold.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/chester-worldly-pig.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  So when I was in the bookstore just recently and noticed a copy of Bill Peet: An Autobiography on the shelf, I knew I had to own it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bill Peet tells his autobiography through words and images. Each page of this wonderful book is filled with a full color image that relates to a part of his story. Peet starts from his early childhood and tells his story through the publication of Chester the Worldly Pig. He tells stories of his early childhood drawing in his grandmother's attic. He describes his years in art school when he met his wife and his early start to his career. Not surprisingly, he spends a good part of the book on his years working for Disney doing storyboards. And then finishes with his stepping out on his own to focus on children's book writing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peet tells his story lightly, focusing on the positives of his life and career although he does mention the negatives. The book, which was designed for children, offers a wonderful overall picture of the artists life and influences. Peet describes his clashes with Disney in a sympathetic way, making the reader care about both characters. He discusses his dead-beat father in ways that make him seem more absentee than really an issue. And he discusses his excitement and frustrations of working to create the books and films that he made. Readers will be stunned at the number of both children's books that Peet has written and the number of Disney movies he has influenced. I wasn't aware of how involved he was in the creation of 101 Dalmatians (he wrote the screenplay and a did a good amount of storyboarding). Nor was I aware of his brief involvement in Snow White. This is a man who had a hand in some of my favorite Disney films, and then went on to create some of my favorite children's books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peet illustrates his book with images of animals (his favorite thing to draw) and scenes from his life. Some of his illustration cover his memories from childhood, some represent scenes from his books or movies, and some show scenes from inside Disney Studios. All are done in his distinctive colored pencil style. The illustrations take up a good portion of each page, making this book a light and easy read. I was fascinated and read through the book in two hours. His images are unique and emotive. His writing style is straightforward and interesting. This is a unique history of an interesting man. A wonderful new collection to my library. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-1975054821825790045?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1975054821825790045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/bill-peet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/1975054821825790045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/1975054821825790045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/bill-peet.html' title='Bill Peet'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TFBVCc1zAUI/AAAAAAAABXo/MWy6on7ysAo/s72-c/peet.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-2549795649029841508</id><published>2010-06-24T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T15:08:29.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adorable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toot and Puddle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detailed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traveling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watercolors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pigs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly Hobbie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Toot and Puddle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TCPXME65trI/AAAAAAAABUI/AjENkOglt50/s1600/toot.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486465373546591922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TCPXME65trI/AAAAAAAABUI/AjENkOglt50/s320/toot.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first time I saw the name Holly Hobbie on the book Toot and Puddle, I thought it was a mistake. Actually what I thought was “I had a doll with that name when I was young” and “I remember greeting cards with that character”. I thought the author had borrowed the name. Instead the author is the one who created the namesake character. Holly has been in the business of creating memorable characters for quite a while. I loved my Holly Hobbie doll but Toot and Puddle, the pigs living at Woodcock Pocket, completely stole my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toot and Puddle is actually a series of books. There are 11 stories so far and Holly does seem to be stopping anytime soon. Toot and Puddle are adorable pigs who share a house in the woods. Puddle is a homebody, content to bake and cook in the kitchen, wallow in a good bath, and play in the snow. Toot is a traveler, constantly seeking out new places and friends. The book follows the adventures of each during the course of a year. Toot’s story is told in the postcards he sends home to Puddle along with full page illustration of his adventures. On the other side, we get to watch Puddle enjoying his favorite parts of the season. So when Toot is spending winter in Africa with the hippos, Puddle is ice-skating and playing in the snow at home. Both are having a wonderful time, doing the things they love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story itself is very basic, often just telling what each character is doing. Toot’s story gives a bit more detail since his are told through postcards. The writing is wonderful on that account. The postcards sound like what people typically send on postcards. Puddle’s story is often told in little snippets. But you really don’t need the text for Puddle’s story. The images say it all. Holly’s watercolors are amazing! She manages to create lovable characters through her detailed illustrations. It’s the little things that make a difference in her art. Every part of the house is lovingly created and I was floored at how beautiful her images are. I want to live with Toot and Puddle. The house, the grounds, and Toot’s locations are created in adorable detail. There is a warmth to these places. Plus the characters themselves seem to radiate warmth and joy. We can see the obvious happiness on both of the character’s faces as they do the things they love. But we can also see the connection between the two friends. In only 32 pages we see two very different friends who have one of the strongest friendships I’ve ever seen in a children’s book. Whether it’s traveling to exotic destinations or just baking a soufflé, these are some wonderful pigs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-2549795649029841508?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2549795649029841508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/toot-and-puddle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/2549795649029841508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/2549795649029841508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/toot-and-puddle.html' title='Toot and Puddle'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TCPXME65trI/AAAAAAAABUI/AjENkOglt50/s72-c/toot.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-4508743841834379691</id><published>2010-06-15T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T19:24:30.609-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Renata Liwska'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adorable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colored pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deborah Underwood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gentle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiet'/><title type='text'>The Quiet Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TBg1mbksGcI/AAAAAAAABTo/dZU6v5jrXsc/s1600/quiet-book.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TBg1mbksGcI/AAAAAAAABTo/dZU6v5jrXsc/s320/quiet-book.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483191480676522434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I saw the cover for The Quiet Book I knew I had to own it. I skimmed through the book in the bookstore but didn't have the cash to buy it. It was a tense couple of days before I could get back to the store and pick up my own copy. I was worried they would be sold out. I'll freely admit that I judged this book by its cover. And it didn't let me down. If you don't own a copy of this quiet, gentle book, you need one. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no true plot to The Quiet Book, written by &lt;a href="http://www.deborahunderwoodbooks.com/"&gt;Deborah Underwood&lt;/a&gt; and illustrated by &lt;a href="http://www.wronghand.com/renata/renatasite.html"&gt;Renata Liwska&lt;/a&gt;. You'll note that their names don't show up on the front cover. Another example of quiet. In some ways the story follows a group of woodland creatures (focusing on bunny) from morning until night as they experience all the different types of quiet. Starting with "First one awake quiet" and ending with "Sound asleep quiet", this book touches on every inventive moment for quiet you can imagine. Each phrase is only a fragment but the words, combined with the illustrations, speak volumes. One of my favorites was "Pretending you're invisible quiet" as we see a little bear covering his eyes, as he stands next to the nurse who is getting ready to give the bear a shot. That is immediately followed by "Lollipop quiet" as we see the creatures who had to get shots sucking contentedly on a lollipop. The mix of words and images is perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liwska's illustrations are sweet, enduring, and beautiful in their own way. She uses pencil to create the characters, who have a bit of an unfinished quality, and then colors them digitally. This slightly rough look give her creatures their fur and feathers. I loved looking at the tiny lines that make up these charming scenes. Each character is imbued with tons of emotion. I felt so bad for moose at the beginning of the book, as we see her sitting on the stairs with the words "Last one to get picked up from school quiet". There are happy quiets and sad quiets and sweet quiets. But each quiet is captured beautifully. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each page seems to have one side that is very simple, with lots of white backgrounds and few words. The other side is filled with images and a bit of a longer phrase. I'm not sure if it was intentional but I like the juxtaposition. One scene has a barber shop with a very sad little porcupine getting his hair cut off. The whole picture is filled with color and the phrase at the bottom is "First look at your new hairstyle quiet". This is opposite the same porcupine at home with his mother's concern at the haircut. But the words at the bottom are "Sleeping sister quiet". I could just imagine the hushed comforting. Such a tender scene. In fact all the pages are tender and sweet and gentle and quiet. A beautiful book. So wonderful. For me it was a must have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-4508743841834379691?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4508743841834379691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/quiet-book.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4508743841834379691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4508743841834379691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/quiet-book.html' title='The Quiet Book'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TBg1mbksGcI/AAAAAAAABTo/dZU6v5jrXsc/s72-c/quiet-book.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-5498049569103325129</id><published>2010-05-24T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T19:43:17.502-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watercolors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nighttime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bringing Down the Moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Bringing Down the Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S_s40TnkkTI/AAAAAAAABP4/uoOY6Xuixmc/s1600/bringing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S_s40TnkkTI/AAAAAAAABP4/uoOY6Xuixmc/s320/bringing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475032243269570866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another moon book made its way into my pile of books to review and I thought that it would be fun to have it side by side with &lt;a href="http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/kittens-first-full-moon.html"&gt;Kitten's First Full Moon&lt;/a&gt;. Bringing Down the Moon, written by &lt;a href="http://www.scribblestreet.co.uk/"&gt;Jonathan Emmett&lt;/a&gt; and illustrated by &lt;a href="http://www.vanessacabban.com/Site/Home.html"&gt;Vanessa Cabban&lt;/a&gt;, is similar in some ways to Henkes' book but there are more than enough difference to make this one another book that would make a perfect bedtime story. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bringing Down the Moon follows Mole who burrows out of the ground one night to find the full moon hanging in the sky. It is the most beautiful thing he has ever seen and he decides that he wants it. He tries to jump to bring it down until Rabbit who sagely tells him that it's "not as close as is looks". Then he finds a stick and tries to poke it down until he runs into Hedgehog and she tells him the same thing. Then he starts throwing stones at the moon but hits Squirrel instead who also tells him that it's not as close as it looks. When Mole finally climbs a tree to grab the moon, he goes to far until the branch and falls down into a puddle. When he looks into the puddle he sees the reflection of the moon and tries to grab it. It ripples and at that moment a cloud goes over the moon. Mole begins to cry thinking he's broken it, until the other animals, hearing his cries, come to let him know that the moon is always in the sky and he can always look at it there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved the repeated "It's not as close as it looks" which each animals says to Mole. At the end, as they all stare up at the big beautiful moon, Mole finally agrees with the statement and the story comes full circle. Jonathan Emmett plays with the language throughout the book making this a wonderful read-aloud. As Mole is jumping for the moon we hear "thumpety bump" and the stones make a plinkety plink when thrown. I loved the moment when Mole is explaining the troubles he has with the other animals. "'I'm all right,' sobbed Mole. 'But the moon isn't! I pulled it down, and then I broke it, and it was SO beautiful...and now I'll never see it again." I can just see a child saying the same thing while crying. The dialogue is just perfect with Mole playing the child, learning as he goes, and the other woodland creatures acting as the sage teachers and comforters. And of course the sweet ending will make everyone smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vanessa Cabban's illustrations are simply beautiful. They are done in watercolor which gives everything a softer tone. She stays mostly with browns and blues and greens but the colors are subtle, creating the impression of nighttime. Where Henkes used black and white, the use of color makes this seems more child-like and softer. Most of the animals are brown like the dirt so Mole who is a purply-blue stands out even more clearly. He is adorable with his little snout and cute little hands and feet. All the animals are adorable. The images where Mole is up the tree and venturing out onto the branch has to be one of my favorites. Cabban portrays his cautiousness with a simple body pose. Beautiful illustrations, a cute story, and a sweet ending. A perfect bedtime story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-5498049569103325129?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5498049569103325129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/bringing-down-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/5498049569103325129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/5498049569103325129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/bringing-down-moon.html' title='Bringing Down the Moon'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S_s40TnkkTI/AAAAAAAABP4/uoOY6Xuixmc/s72-c/bringing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-2035182817690565483</id><published>2010-05-17T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T20:04:28.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitten&apos;s First Full Moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colored pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nighttime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black and white'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kevin Henkes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gouache'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Kitten's First Full Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S_IDsV4zodI/AAAAAAAABPw/AL8NnLU7Z3A/s1600/henkes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S_IDsV4zodI/AAAAAAAABPw/AL8NnLU7Z3A/s320/henkes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472440557533110738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for a classic, well at least a modern classic. And a Caldecott winner. I had never read &lt;a href="http://www.kevinhenkes.com/"&gt;Kevin Henkes&lt;/a&gt;' very popular book Kitten's First Full Moon until this week. The book has become an instant classic since its publication and I figured I simply had to read it. I've loved Henkes' other work and was fully prepared for a wonderful story. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book follows Kitten who sees a big bowl of milk in the sky (aka the moon) and decides she wants to drink it. She leaps from the steps to try to catch it but only tumbles onto the sidewalk. Then she follows it farther and farther away from the house trying to catch it. When she tries to climb to the top of the tree to grab it, she only ends up stuck and scared. But then she sees a gigantic bowl of milk in the pond (moon's reflection) and jumps for it. And of course ends up soaking wet. She heads back home still hungry and finds a small bowl of milk (this time actually milk) waiting for her on the porch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is such a simple but cute story. I'm sure I've heard the premise before but I love the mistakes that Kitten makes when trying to grab the moon. When she first sees the moon she sticks out her tongue to lick it and catches a lightening bug. It is the sweet humor and the repeated phrase of "Still, there was the little bowl of milk, just waiting", that makes you want to turn the page to see what new adventure the kitten will get into. I loved the repeated "Poor Kitten" that gets changed at the end after Kitten finds the milk. The wording is short, making for a very nice quick read aloud, a great bedtime story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The illustrations are done in black and white with various shades of grey bordering on purple. Henkes uses thick black outlines for everything to make them stand out wonderfully against the different greys. The images are created using gouache and colored pencil but the lack of color is what I find so intriguing. It is rare to see a book in black, white, and grey anymore. But in this case it gives the impression of what things look like in the moonlight. Only various shades appear in the dark and this book mirrors that well. Henkes uses the moon's reflection on the little white cat very effectively with some sections of the cat in shadow. The shapes are simple, the flowers just little circles on stalks, the pond just big circle swirls to represent waves. The images, like the words, are simple and sweet. I loved this little adventure tale. Well worth a read. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-2035182817690565483?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2035182817690565483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/kittens-first-full-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/2035182817690565483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/2035182817690565483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/kittens-first-full-moon.html' title='Kitten&apos;s First Full Moon'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S_IDsV4zodI/AAAAAAAABPw/AL8NnLU7Z3A/s72-c/henkes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-5199346993539187939</id><published>2010-05-06T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T20:10:00.711-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackie French'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bruce Whatley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Pete the Sheep-Sheep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S-OEe_uUYAI/AAAAAAAABN4/RDkjG6M-rQc/s1600/pete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S-OEe_uUYAI/AAAAAAAABN4/RDkjG6M-rQc/s320/pete.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468360040594563074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so excited to get a chance to talk about Pete the Sheep-Sheep, written by &lt;a href="http://www.jackiefrench.com/"&gt;Jackie French&lt;/a&gt; and illustrated by &lt;a href="http://www.harpercollins.com/authors/12885/Bruce_Whatley/index.aspx"&gt;Bruce Whatley&lt;/a&gt;. I picked this book up from the library based entirely on the cover. Well that and the fact that I loved the duo's other book, Diary of a Wombat. So I knew I was in for a treat with this book. How can you not love a sheep in a fedora? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone has heard of sheep-dogs, those helpful canines that keep a herd of sheep in line. And three Australian sheep-herders (Ratso, Big Bob, and Bungo) have typical sheep-dogs that do a great job keeping their herds in line. But the new guy is a bit different. Shaun doesn't have a sheep dog, he has a sheep-sheep. Pete the sheep-sheep to be exact. Pete herds the sheep by talking with them and being nice. And the sheep love him. After a while all the sheep are following Pete to Shaun to be sheared. Shaun does a wonderful job shearing and the animals become picky. The other sheep herders get angry and kick Shaun out of the group. So Shaun does what any other sheep shearer would do, he starts a sheep beauty salon. And after a while, all the sheep have left the herd and are going to the beauty salon for their cuts. And the herders are again out of a job. But Shaun is overworked and needs help. When the sheep-dogs head to the salon for a trim, the other herders realize where they need to be. Eventually they all end up giving haircuts to not just sheep but any animal interested in looking fabulous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I loved about this book is how it shows the values of politeness and hard work. Pete is such a fun character. His dialogue is polite and hilarious because of it. "'Baa Baa!' said Pete, which in sheep talk means, 'Thank you for waiting, sir. Shaun will be right with you.'" Sadly no one talks like that anymore, it seems like. That is compared with the other sheep-dogs which just bark and growl at the sheep. And Shaun is a wonderful shearer, willing to put in some extra work in order to make sure that the sheep are happy with their haircuts. And because of that politeness and the work that Shaun puts in, they quickly become the favorites. Shaun's Sheep Salon (and really the whole book) is such a wonderful silly story that children will be giggling all the way through it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The illustrations are priceless. I love the little fedora on Pete and the funny expressions that the other sheep have. The image of the first customers in Shaun's Sheep Salon are hilarious, as are the haircuts. The story really plays with the idea of sheep shearing, making it something funny and silly rather than just a necessary function. All the sheep herders are wonderfully unique although I was getting flashbacks of the original illustrations from Fantastic Mr. Fox with the three farmers. The herders though are no where near as scary or mean. In fact everyone in the book, even the dogs, seem pretty amiable. Whatley uses soft colors and delicate lines to give this book a soft look. I love the mix of watercolors and colored pencils. This was such a cute story that I instantly fell in love. Each character is unique and the story is unlike anything I've ever read before. A wonderful tale. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-5199346993539187939?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5199346993539187939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/pete-sheep-sheep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/5199346993539187939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/5199346993539187939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/pete-sheep-sheep.html' title='Pete the Sheep-Sheep'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S-OEe_uUYAI/AAAAAAAABN4/RDkjG6M-rQc/s72-c/pete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-5401376420603986749</id><published>2010-05-03T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T15:07:58.988-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amy Bates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adorable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watercolors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amy Hest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>The Dog Who Belonged to No One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S99I-A_gYsI/AAAAAAAABNo/M5wpbsWOxQc/s1600/dogbelonged.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S99I-A_gYsI/AAAAAAAABNo/M5wpbsWOxQc/s320/dogbelonged.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467168702906524354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is obvious from the cover alone that The Dog Who Belonged to No One, written by &lt;a href="http://www.amyhest.com/"&gt;Amy Hest&lt;/a&gt; and illustrated by &lt;a href="http://www.amybates.com/"&gt;Amy Bates&lt;/a&gt;, is going to be adorable. Just the image of the smiling but scruffy looking dog tells you that this is one story that will tug at your heartstrings and make you go Awwww. The cover is not lying. This is one of the sweetest and cutest stories I've read in a while. I even got chocked up at the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story alternates between the little dog that no one wanted and a little girl named Lia who makes deliveries for her baker parents. We see how the little dog tries to be helpful and friendly and how the girl works all day. Both the dog and the young girl are sweet and helpful but both are very lonely. The dog sleeps in the street and dreams of a warm porch. The little girl lays in bed and dreams of finding a friend. One night as a storm brews, the little girl races for home after her last delivery. At the same time a little dog is desperately trying to outrun the storm. And of course they both end up on the same porch, Lia's family's porch. After they both dry off, the girl and the dog become fast friends and they live happily ever after. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure that I've read this story before but I've never heard an adoption story told with such heart. The section about how the little dog tries to outrun the night because it doesn't want to be alone is just heartbreaking. The shared joy when they both, warm and dry, decide to adopt each other was enough to bring tears to my eyes. In fact, Hest manages to make us smile and cry numerous times in the book, which is impressive for a mere 32 pages. The story is told as alternating pages and it is only as we get close to the end that we see how the friends will finally meet up. There is a wonderful spread at the end where we can, through words and pictures, see how the two will come to the same spot and finally meet up. A sweet story, told well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The illustration, by Amy Bates, are done with pencil and watercolor and are simply stunning. There is no other word to describe how beautiful and captivating the images are. I was completely in love with her depictions of the dog, which range from heartbreaking to cheery (a scene with the dog sleeping in an alley, made me tear up a little). It is the kind of depiction that would make anyone want to adopt this little dog. The setting, a small town in the late 1800s, is well captured. Little details like the storefronts and the costumes make it very believable. Bates uses a fall palette and mixes in some leaves to make it seem like winter is just around the corner for both of these characters. Bates manages to mix absolute adorableness with surprisingly detailed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is rare to find a book that tugs at the heartstrings quite as much as this one has done. I was in love with the dog and the girl from the beginning. And although I could see how it would end from the very start of the book, the beauty and the sweetness of the story made the journey more than worth it. One of my new favorite books. I'll be picking this one up immediately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-5401376420603986749?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5401376420603986749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/dog-who-belonged-to-no-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/5401376420603986749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/5401376420603986749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/dog-who-belonged-to-no-one.html' title='The Dog Who Belonged to No One'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S99I-A_gYsI/AAAAAAAABNo/M5wpbsWOxQc/s72-c/dogbelonged.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-3921219830480052066</id><published>2010-04-30T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T11:26:17.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graphic novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dust bowl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matt Phelan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical'/><title type='text'>The Storm in the Barn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S9sgjAz8S2I/AAAAAAAABM4/x2f5MUiqe2U/s1600/storm-barn.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465998358629600098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S9sgjAz8S2I/AAAAAAAABM4/x2f5MUiqe2U/s320/storm-barn.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've long been a supporter of graphic novels and comics as a way to get children (and sometimes adults) to read. As a kid who grew up on Uncle Scrooge and Archie comics, I have no issue with the blending of pictures and words. In fact some stories need to be told in graphic novel form. They need the images to drive the point home. I would say that &lt;a href="http://www.mattphelan.com/"&gt;Matt Phelan's &lt;/a&gt;The Storm in the Barn is one of those stories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book follows Jack Clark, an 11 year old boy who is growing up during the dust bowl of the thirties. His life is terribly hard and Jack feels like there is nothing he can do. His family's farm is completely exhausted, his sister is dealing with dust pneumonia, and now people are starting to talk about Jack having dust dementia. But he knows what he saw. The light in the neighbors barn and the strange man were real. Jack sets out to solve the mystery and bring back rain to the parched community. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If this sounds like a fantasy, in some ways it is. But this book has so much more than just a fantasy story. This is a historical novel and Phelan does not pull any punches when showing us how tough life was in the dust bowl. Images are muted and colors are faded. Even the people themselves are faded, without smiles or cheer. The town is nearly dead and we see those few surviving people as they scrap for what little they have, all the while under threat of being swindled by hucksters who offer an end to their problems. Jack is tormented by a group of four or five boys who take out their frustrations on his poor body. The dust bowl was a cheerless time and Phelan manages to bring that despair to each page. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only rays of sunlight for Jack are at home. His sister tells him the Oz stories (recently published at that time) and the family shares some wonderful moments by her bedside. But even those are overshadowed by her persistant coughing and Jack's grim and angry father. As I said, Phelan pulls no punches. The library had this book shelved for young children but I think this would work perfectly at the middle/high school level when learning about the dust bowl. I know that it was one of the best portrayals of that time period that I've ever seen. And it was a hard and hostile time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phelan uses his muted palette and spare words beautifully to create an incredibly moving story. Not much needs to be said to see the desperation on Jack's face or the rest of the townspeople. The scenes surrounding a jackrabbit round-up (you don't want to know) will stay with me for many many weeks. All done silently but effectively. It is only once you get to the ending that we can (like the townspeople) start to feel the relief of burden. The ending of the story is a wonderful fantasy that erases some of the sadness of the early part of the book. I won't tell you more, other than that it is incredbly beautiful. And touching. And powerful. But that pretty much sums up the rest of the book as well. A must read for adults and older children. Beautiful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-3921219830480052066?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3921219830480052066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/storm-in-barn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/3921219830480052066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/3921219830480052066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/storm-in-barn.html' title='The Storm in the Barn'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S9sgjAz8S2I/AAAAAAAABM4/x2f5MUiqe2U/s72-c/storm-barn.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-6052842100133511401</id><published>2010-04-27T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T18:28:25.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sally Anne Lambert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alligator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candace Fleming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Red Hen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watercolors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gator Gumbo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Gator Gumbo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S9eOvtgyp8I/AAAAAAAABME/ZiGTSk1AiE0/s1600/gator-gumbo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S9eOvtgyp8I/AAAAAAAABME/ZiGTSk1AiE0/s320/gator-gumbo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464993623159515074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve read tons of Little Red Hen variations but none with quite the enjoyable flair of Gator Gumbo, written by &lt;a href="http://www.candacefleming.com/"&gt;Candace Fleming&lt;/a&gt; and illustrated by &lt;a href="http://www.sallyannelambert.com/"&gt;Sally Anne Lambert&lt;/a&gt;. The story follows Monsieur Gator, an alligator living down in the Bayou who can never find enough to eat. He’s gotten too old to hunt and because of that he is teased by the local critters. One day Monsieur Gator gets tired of the teasing. He decide to cook up some gumbo like his mother used to make. So he asks the critters who will help him gather water and no one will help. Then he asks about catching crawdads and again no one will help. The picking of okra, the grinding of spices, and the adding of rice is the same story. No one will help. But when Monsieur Gator asks who will help eat the gumbo all the critters rush towards the pot. But the gator sends them back saying that he cooked so he’ll be the one to eat. When they beg for one single taste he finally relents and they end up with far more than they bargained for. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This could have been a simple Little Red Hen story but Fleming decides to give the story a little more spice. First there is the obvious Southern dialect that Fleming uses. Monsieur Gator answer the critters after they say they won’t help, “Then I’ll be doin’ it myself”. This dialect is subtle but adds just the right amount of flavor to the story. I enjoyed how Fleming takes a character that we probably shouldn’t like (alligators tend to be villains in other stories) and makes him devious but lovable. We see the other critters (possum, skunk, and otter) as the more despicable characters. That makes the ending more bearable for young children. By that point we are rooting for Monsieur Gator and his tasty Gumbo. The book was a delight to read, mixing onomonepia words with each action. As Gator mixes in the rice that will thicken his gumbo we hear Pour! Scrape! Glop! And when he cuts up the okra to got into the pot it is Pluck! Slice! Pop! These added sound effects give the book just a little added flavor. This would be a wonderful read aloud.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lambert creates beautiful watercolor illustrations that give the story emotion and highlight the action well. Monsieur Gator is portrayed with plenty of emotions. We see him at the beginning of the book as a sad and tormented creature, then angry, and finally the devious and determined reptile that will hatch a plan for his revenge. The other critters are presented as mean hooligans who think nothing of tossing eggs and rocks at our poor alligator. The backgrounds tend to be muted greens and browns and really capture the feeling of the swamp. The animals are dressed in bright colors and stand out nicely. In fact each critter wears a different color to make for some very colorful scenes when they are all together. I was particularly impressed with Lambert’s depiction of the cooking pot. The steam, the crawdads, the okra all sit at the top making for a very tasty looking meal. Finally when the animals beg for just a taste of the wonderful smelling stew, the look on their faces is of fake sincerity. And Monsieur Gator looks so sneaky when he finally gives in. The last line is a wonderful surprise. And be sure to read the cookbook lying on the ground next to the very happy alligator. A fun book, a great read aloud, and a spicy story. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-6052842100133511401?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6052842100133511401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/gator-gumbo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/6052842100133511401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/6052842100133511401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/gator-gumbo.html' title='Gator Gumbo'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S9eOvtgyp8I/AAAAAAAABME/ZiGTSk1AiE0/s72-c/gator-gumbo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-4132134173788957298</id><published>2010-04-24T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T17:52:27.482-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Helen Cooper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tatty Ratty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursery rhymes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>Tatty Ratty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S9OPiiIv4wI/AAAAAAAABL8/kDMkH90WUAE/s1600/tatty-ratty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S9OPiiIv4wI/AAAAAAAABL8/kDMkH90WUAE/s320/tatty-ratty.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463868596372366082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with having two blogs is that one of them is always falling behind. I'm sad to say that it has been this one. But my hope is to change that today. I'm going to plan to spend this wonderfully rainy weekend working up some reviews ahead of time. I figure if I have a bit of a cushion, I'll be more likely to post frequently. I'm going to start with a couple of the books that Jeff brought home for me during my ankle recovery. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Tatty Ratty by &lt;a href="http://www.wormworks.com/"&gt;Helen Cooper&lt;/a&gt;, the story follows a young girl who leaves her beloved stuffed rabbit on the bus. After initially being crushed by the loss her parents encourage her to imagine all the adventures that her bunny can get into by himself. First he hops off the bus, then finds a train to drive home. After having breakfast with the three bears and riding with Cinderella in her pumpkin coach, he sails off into the sunset with pirates (during her bath-time of course). But a dragon picks him up from the pirate ship and sails him up to the moon. There he is cleaned up and his fur which has been cleaned and renewed, is dusted with moon dust until it glows white. After his cleaning and primping, a spaceship takes the new looking bunny and delivers him home. Well, not quite home, but close enough that the little girl can find him at the local store. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved how this book took a very typical situation, a lost toy, and created a number of little stories based around it. The mixing in of familiar nursery rhyme characters is wonderful since they are figures that children have been exposed to all their lives. They will get a kick out of recognizing the stories. This is a great story to tell any child dealing with a missing favorite toy and may get them using their imagination to think about what their toy is doing. The story mixes the routine of the household along with the adventures of the bunny, so that we see what the girl is doing to inspire each story change. Each story is really there to show how the bunny gets cleaned up for the ending. When driving the train he gets his buttons back. During breakfast with the three bears he gains enough weight to fill out. The encounter with the pirates includes a dunking in the sea which washes his fur. And then of course the scene with the man in the moon makes that fur again. The subtle foreshadowing leads to the wonderful ending in the store. I loved the ending where the little girl feels that she's found her bunny all cleaned up and fresh at the store the next day. A sweet story that reminds me of the stories I told about my toys when growing up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The artwork is beautiful, soft, and colorful. The sections will Molly are realistic and although they are colorful, are scenes that we've seen every day. But once the story switches to Tatty Ratty's adventures the rules of perspective and realism are tossed away. The images become more colorful and cartoonish. The scene where Tatty Ratty returns to earth from the spaceship, using a big red umbrella is one of the more beautiful images I've seen in a while. You can see a bit of it on the cover above. It was wonderful to watch the bunny go from his ratty self at the beginning to the cleaned and soft looking bunny at the end. I'm not sure what media Cooper uses but the colors and the soft edges makes the artwork even sweeter. A wonderful book for a child who's lost a toy, or anyone who likes a little imagination along with their toys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-4132134173788957298?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4132134173788957298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/tatty-ratty.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4132134173788957298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4132134173788957298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/tatty-ratty.html' title='Tatty Ratty'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S9OPiiIv4wI/AAAAAAAABL8/kDMkH90WUAE/s72-c/tatty-ratty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-1078107706265472853</id><published>2010-03-18T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T20:38:28.903-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whining'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexander'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ray Cruz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='underdog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seventies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judith Viorst'/><title type='text'>Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S6Lxp0aDsKI/AAAAAAAABI0/oZLykhdeXPw/s1600-h/alexander.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S6Lxp0aDsKI/AAAAAAAABI0/oZLykhdeXPw/s320/alexander.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450184199816589474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm still on the crutches I haven't had a chance to get to the library recently. That means that I'm pulling the older classics off my bookshelf to review. I have so many favorite books that it's often hard to pick from them all. I'll try to get to most of them. Mostly I'll just try to pick up the pace on my reviews. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day, our protagonist Alexander wakes up with gum in his hair. His day starts out terrible and in his own mind just keeps getting worse. Alexander goes through the day listing the injustices against him or accidents that befall him. He doesn't get a toy in his cereal even though his brothers do. He has to sit in the middle during his morning drive to school. He gets a cavity. He doesn't get to buy the shoes he wanted. And there were lima beans for dinner and kissing on TV. As Alexander keeps reminding us, "It was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. I think I'll move to Australia." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been a huge fan of most of Judith Viorst's work but this has to be my favorite. Alexander is the classic underdog, at least in his own mind. His troubles aren't really all that big but Viorst captures a child's mentality so well that we are reminded of how HUGE everything seemed at that age. A small slight from a friend was the end of the world. A dropped ice cream cone enough to ruin the day. Viorst captures Alexander's mood so well, creating a grumpy character that you can't help but love. Even the wording is perfect for a small child who is in whining mode. Viorst makes the sentences either choppy and short or run-on sentences like the first one in the book. "I went to sleep with gum in my mouth and now there's gum in my hair and when I got out of bed this morning I tripped on the skateboard and by mistake I dropped my sweater in the sink while the water was running and I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day." I can hear the classic whine in his voice. I can picture this little boy standing in front of his mother yelling out his litany of complaints. But although Alexander whines throughout the entire book, we can't help but love him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part of that is how easily we identify with the character. His woes were ours at one point. But part of it is the wonderful illustrations by Ray Cruz. Cruz uses ink and crosshatch to bring to life Alexander's world. We see him as a slightly rumpled, awkward kid that most of us remember seeing whenever we looked into the mirror. His face is almost always frowning and his forlorn rumpled nature makes him easily likable. Cruz adds just enough details to create very realistic images, even with only ink as a medium. There is a seventies look to the illustrations that should date the book but doesn't. The images and the words are timeless and children today will enjoy it just as much as they did when it first came out in 1972. Alexander is a lovable grouch who eventually realizes that Australia isn't going to solve his problems. A great story and one that kids will easily see themselves in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-1078107706265472853?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1078107706265472853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/alexander-and-terrible-horrible-no-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/1078107706265472853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/1078107706265472853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/alexander-and-terrible-horrible-no-good.html' title='Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S6Lxp0aDsKI/AAAAAAAABI0/oZLykhdeXPw/s72-c/alexander.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-8767782291103414846</id><published>2010-03-07T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T17:43:25.148-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treasuries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Janet Schulman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children&apos;s books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authors'/><title type='text'>20th Century Children's Book Treasury</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S5RUMfn_i2I/AAAAAAAABHU/mCKOBSaK0yk/s1600-h/20th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S5RUMfn_i2I/AAAAAAAABHU/mCKOBSaK0yk/s320/20th.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446070423022177122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a huge fan of children's book treasuries in general. I'm often disappointed if a larger story is condensed. I'm never quite sure of the selection. But the biggest reason is almost always that I miss those big full page illustrations that come with any sort of picture books. Even if a treasury includes all the artwork it is normally too small to make out details. So when my mother bought me The 20th Century Children's Book Treasury, selected by Janet Schulman, I smiled politely and accepted it but figured I'd end up giving it away. This was many years ago. It still graces my library shelves. I still pull it down to read from occasionally. It's just that good of a collection. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the greats are here. Maurice Sendak rubs shoulders with Dr. Seuss. Robert McCloskey shares a binding with Ezra Jack Keats. Leo Lionni and Mercer Meyer take their places. And Lane Smith and Jon Scieszka are neighbors to Jean de Brunhoff. Name a famous classical children's author and they are probably here. But there are some less known faces as well. I read through this treasury and knew only about 3/4th of the stories, and for me that's saying a lot. I had never read the story of The Tub People, written by Pam Conrad with wonderful drawings by Richard Egielski. I read it eagerly, hungry for fresh stories. And the treasury has plenty of stories. I was impressed with the selection and the sheer number. There are 44 stories in this one treasury, each by a different author and each a wonderful story. I will admit that there are two stories that are not complete. The author took only a section from both Amelia Bedelia and Petunia. But with only two stories out of 44 as abridged, I didn't feel like I was missing too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I definitely wasn't missing any artwork. I knew from the moment I read Madeline (the first story) that the book had included as much of the artwork as possible. Each page spread before me with the full illustration and most of them were not all that tiny. The Spooky Old Tree by Stan and Jan Berenstain had most of its seven pages covered with illustration. Even H.A. Rey's Curious George had all the playful and beautiful illustrations from the original book. Of course the illustrations are smaller than they normally would be but the color and quality of the book make up for that. This really is a beautiful book. Each story offers a different style of illustration and that makes flipping each page a bit of an adventure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many of the stories included are ones I don't own yet. For a child with a small collection, this book is priceless. One book and tons of stories to read aloud over and over. I find myself pulling the book down regularly to reread classics from my childhood or rediscover some of the ones that I'm just getting to know. For reference the book was published in 1998 so parents looking for newer authors won't find any of the new up and coming authors that seem to be coming out of the woodwork. What they will find is some of their own favorite stories from childhood. Children without much exposure to the classics will find a treasure trove of material. And parents and children will find a wonderful collection that will allow them to sit and read night after night and still have plenty of fresh stories for the next night. A wonderful treasury. A nice complement to any good sized library (perfect for lending out) and a must have for any small library. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-8767782291103414846?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8767782291103414846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/20th-century-childrens-book-treasury.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8767782291103414846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8767782291103414846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/20th-century-childrens-book-treasury.html' title='20th Century Children&apos;s Book Treasury'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S5RUMfn_i2I/AAAAAAAABHU/mCKOBSaK0yk/s72-c/20th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-9085664417585096604</id><published>2010-03-04T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T08:01:35.578-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jan Brett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honey...Honey...Lion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aesop&apos;s Fables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Honey...Honey...Lion!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S4_ZTImobLI/AAAAAAAABHM/px9ySSVk1Rg/s1600-h/honey.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444809397264477362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S4_ZTImobLI/AAAAAAAABHM/px9ySSVk1Rg/s320/honey.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I've been laid up with a broken ankle I haven't had a chance to get to the library. That means that I haven't been reading any new children's books. And although I want to go through my collection and start reviewing those classic titles, there has already been a lot said about so many of those books. I mean, what hasn't been said about Sylvester and the Magic Pebble or Where the Wild Things Are? I do plan to go through my library but like any reader, I crave the new books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So one afternoon my husband did the sweetest thing for me. He went to the library and although he doesn't know anything about children's books or children's book authors, he picked up some titles for me. He randomly grabbed a stack out of the B's and brought them home for me. One of those titles was Jan Brett's beautiful book "Honey...Honey...Lion!".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honey...Honey...Lion! tells the story of the symbiotic relationships between the Honeyguide bird and the Honey Badger. The honeyguide will find honey and then lead the honey badger to the spot. The badger uses its sharp claws and strong arms to open the hive up. Then they both feast. That is until one day when honey badger gets greedy. He decides to keep all the honey for himself and not give honeyguide a single bite. And honeyguide gets angry. She hates to be tricked. So the next day she decides to get even. She calls out that she has found honey and then leads the badger through grass filled plains, over logs, and into water holes. And finally she leads him right into a lion. The lion is startled, the badger is startled, and badger just barely manages to get away. The inhabitants of the plains spread the moral of the story to always share. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story is such a wonderful blend of fact and fiction that I was fascinated by it along with being entertained by it. Honeyguide birds and honey badgers are real creatures living in Africa and do have a very successful partnership when it comes to getting honey. After reading the book I decided to read up a little more on these creatures. I'm sure any children reading would do the same. They are such beautiful and interesting creatures, that I'm sure they will inspire curiosity. I'm not sure if the rest of the story is true, about what happens when the partners don't share. Like Aesop's fables the story is told with a moral in mind. And in many ways the book felt like an Aesop's fable. But the wording choices and sound effects made for a much more exciting story than any that Aesop ever came up with. Brett uses sound effect to create a great book for read alouds. Children will love to hear how the badger boomed over the log, or clickey-clicked through the papyrus reeds. They will love the repeated call of the honeyguide (honey, honey, honey) and how it is turned into Lion, Lion, Lion!!. This book is such a wonderful read but I was equally impressed with the images. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like all Jan Brett's books, this story is visually beautiful. Brett uses watercolor and gouache to create images that are vibrant and realistic. One of my favorite things about Jan Brett's books are the beauty and realism of her animals. The African setting is perfect for showing off this talent. Each page is filled with animals, beautiful settings, and action. The layout of the book is unique. Brett divides many of the pages into three sections. The main action takes place in the center of the page with beautiful portraits of the participants, landscape scenes, or African artwork on either side. It gives the book the impression of being nonfiction. And in many way it is. This is a wonderful read aloud book that will get kids interested in animals and tells a great story. The book may have a moral but it is never preachy. The beauty of the illustrations and the great word choices makes it far too entertaining to be preachy. A fantastic book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-9085664417585096604?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9085664417585096604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/honeyhoneylion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/9085664417585096604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/9085664417585096604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/honeyhoneylion.html' title='Honey...Honey...Lion!'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S4_ZTImobLI/AAAAAAAABHM/px9ySSVk1Rg/s72-c/honey.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-7520630935727436837</id><published>2010-02-07T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T19:03:16.618-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexander and the Wind-Up Mouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leo Lionni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Alexander and the Wind-Up Mouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S29-OW5lUxI/AAAAAAAABFM/4kpkbkZI-N8/s1600-h/alexander.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S29-OW5lUxI/AAAAAAAABFM/4kpkbkZI-N8/s320/alexander.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435702060389847826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The first time I ever really recognized a children’s book illustration as art was when looking at Leo Lionni’s work. Before that, I had always loved the images in my books but never really seen the full beauty of them. Never seen them as anything more than just illustrations. But Lionni’s collage work was and still is some of the more inventive and beautiful illustrations out there. I am constantly drawn into the images to see the textures and types of papers that he uses in his artwork. From a felt mouse to a wallpaper background, there is a variety of colors and textures that combine beautifully. Lionni is a master of taking torn scraps and making memorable scenes. The Caldecott honor book, Alexander and the Wind-Up Mouse is a perfect example of these fantastic spreads.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alexander is a regular mouse. He scrounges for food and lives in a hole in the wall. The people in the house chase him away every time they see him and he is sad that no one seems to love him. Then he meets Willy, a wind-up mouse who is a favorite toy of the girl in the house. She takes Willy everywhere and loves him. Alexander wants to be a wind-up mouse and be loved too. One day Willy tells him of a magic lizard that can turn one creature into another. The lizard tells Alexander he will need a purple pebble to work the magic. When he can’t find the pebble, he returns to Willy who has been thrown into a box. The family is getting rid of some toys including the wind-up mouse. Just then, Alexander finds the pebble. He rushes to the lizard and asks to change Willy into a real mouse. When he goes to find the box, it is empty. Alexander is crestfallen until he returns home and finds a familiar friend in his hole in the wall.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The story, like a Prince and the Pauper tale, is based on the idea of wanting to be something you are not. Like many of the mouse books I’ve read, Alexander is tired of being hated. He wants to be loved. And although Willy cannot move without being wound, Alexander sees that a wind-up mouse’s life would offer him love. But like all toys, children lose interest in them. Suddenly Willy’s life doesn’t seem so grand. Alexander sacrifices his own interests to help a friend. This is a sweet story about friendship but also about being happy with what you have. Lionni keeps the story and wording pretty simple, but the concepts are much deeper. I have to wonder how much of that I gathered when reading it as a child.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What I remember from my childhood was the images. I remember the matryoshka doll on the cover made from different types of wallpaper. I remember the two mice, one with its smooth gray finish and the other made from felt. I remember the night scene when Alexander makes the wish to change his friend into a real mouse. The sky is covered with tissue paper leaves and the strange gravel path. When I found the book for purchase, these were the things that I flipped to immediately. I didn’t remember the story, but I knew the images. I've stated many times before how much I love collage work for illustration. Successfully done collage can be far more interesting to me than painting. And Lionni is an artist. He takes various materials and creates images that can stay with me from my early childhood until adulthood. They remind me that illustration work doesn’t have to be painted. Like Ezra Jack Keats, Eric Carle, Lois Ehlert, and others, Lionni uses the materials at hand to bring some of the most memorable and lovable characters to life. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-7520630935727436837?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7520630935727436837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/alexander-and-wind-up-mouse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/7520630935727436837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/7520630935727436837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/alexander-and-wind-up-mouse.html' title='Alexander and the Wind-Up Mouse'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S29-OW5lUxI/AAAAAAAABFM/4kpkbkZI-N8/s72-c/alexander.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-7674862729136359267</id><published>2010-02-06T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T16:19:00.270-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Gardener'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Curious Garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environmental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter Brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Small'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green'/><title type='text'>The Curious Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S24G6JAQFII/AAAAAAAABEk/-phojeuLtDY/s1600-h/curious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S24G6JAQFII/AAAAAAAABEk/-phojeuLtDY/s320/curious.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435289396201919618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve wanted to pick up &lt;a href="http://www.peterbrownstudio.com/peterbrownstudio.html"&gt;Peter Brown’s&lt;/a&gt; book The Curious Garden for quite a while now. From everything I had heard it had all the things I love: beautiful illustrations, a sweet story, and an environmental message that I can stand behind. So when I got a Barnes and Noble gift card for Christmas, I knew what I was going to buy. The book was far more beautiful than I was expecting, and much more poignant. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The story follows a little boy named Liam who lives in a grey city. Most of the people in town never leave their houses and the city is filled with concrete and buildings. But Liam likes to explore. And one day he discovers a small untidy garden up on an abandoned elevated railway platform. Liam tends the little garden and it begins to spread along the railway platform. When winter comes, the garden falls dormant and Liam prepares for the spring. This time he is prepared with new tools and knowledge. The garden flourishes under his care and begins to spread again. It is no longer content to be just on the railway platform. Now it spreads throughout the city. And as the garden spreads, the number of gardeners increases. Suddenly the city is filled with gardens and gardeners. All because of one little boy tending an untidy garden.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Like &lt;a href="http://davidsmallbooks.com/catalog.php?t=gardener&amp;amp;l=with_sarah&amp;amp;p=0"&gt;The Gardener&lt;/a&gt; by Sarah Stewart and David Small, Peter Brown has created a fantastic book about how just a little dirt and seeds can bring happiness to people. I’m a huge believer that we need green things to be happy. And this book just goes to show how those green spaces can transform a city. At the beginning, the city is filled with browns and greys and smoke. And the city appears deserted. No one is outdoors except Liam. As the book continues we see more and more colors creeping in. Browns are replaced with greens and even the sky turns from grey to blue. But the biggest change is the people. By the end of the book everyone is outdoors. Neighbors are getting to know neighbors. This city has come alive in many ways. The text is simple and pretty sparse. Brown lets his illustrations tell most of the story. There are many pages that have no words at all, just pictures. And what pictures they are.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Peter Brown’s acrylic and gouache images are filled with rounded shapes, beautiful colors, and a cuteness all their own. Even from the beginning there is a sweetness to all his images that just becomes more beautiful and magical as the book goes on. Everything has a softness to it, possibly from the fact that many of the edges of things are blurred. Like his use of rounded figures and plants, the blurring makes the images look safer and sweeter. Liam is adorable with his shock of red hair and slightly large head. He is a warm character and I instantly liked him (perhaps it was his constantly sweet smile). The garden appears to have a life of its own. The book talks about the garden being restless and wanting to explore. It becomes an additional character in the book. Brown captures the spread of the plants very well. There are some beautiful full page illustrations that show the old train tracks covered in plants. I found it interesting to see what the old buildings became as the plants grew up and around them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have to admit that I originally wanted to find the book because of its cover. A beautiful setting, a young boy, and a book, what more is there to love? But once I got into the story I found that it was more than just a simple story about a young boy tending a garden. The mix of cute, simple, and rounded images will make any child want to read and reread this book. They will enjoy even the pages without words because of the beautiful illustrations. But although the story and the images may be cute and simple but there is a message there that is very powerful. It is a story about why we need green things. About the power that living things have. I would not be surprised to see this book recommended by many environmental organizations. This is a wonderful book and I would recommend it to everyone. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-7674862729136359267?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7674862729136359267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/curious-garden.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/7674862729136359267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/7674862729136359267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/curious-garden.html' title='The Curious Garden'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S24G6JAQFII/AAAAAAAABEk/-phojeuLtDY/s72-c/curious.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-5343844437463430170</id><published>2010-01-24T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T20:37:22.926-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reference'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>1001 Children's Books You Must Read Before You Grow Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S10f83WotuI/AAAAAAAABDM/r10k72B4okY/s1600-h/1001-must.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S10f83WotuI/AAAAAAAABDM/r10k72B4okY/s320/1001-must.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430531856190191330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm normally not a huge fan of best of lists. Anytime you create a list of ten best, hundred best, or even 1001 best, you're going to have to leave some great books out. No list is perfect. But if I was looking for a pretty good canon of classic children's books, this would at least be a place to start. It has its missing titles, at least according to me, but it still has most of the books that I would consider must reads. I was fascinated by the width and breadth of the selection. And now have tons of new books to read. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book, 1001 Children's Books You Must Read Before You Grow Up, covers children's books for every age group and from around the world. The book is broken up into something of age groups: 0-3, 3+, 5+, 8+, and 12+. Some of these are a little arbitrary with books like The Jungle Book appearing in the under 5+ section, the same section that housed Are You My Mother? and Blueberries for Sal. But then again I'm not a huge fan of age categorization of books anyway. I know that when I was young I was interested in books that were well above my age level. I'm sure there are kids in the same situation. Each title is reviewed with a plot summary and some information about either the history of the book or what made it great. There are a number of guest reviewers including authors like Margaret Atwood, Nick Butterworth, Judy Blume, and Lois Lowry. Contributors range from educational authors, librarians, journalists, and critics. The book itself is edited overall by Julia Eccleshare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In each age section, titles are presented chronologically. I was shocked at how old some of the classic titles are. We all know that Aesop's Fables are very old but I had no idea that The Swiss Family Robinson was actually written in 1812. The books continue up until mostly modern day with the newest title being the 2008 release of The Graveyard Book. Unlike other canons of children's literature, this list contains books from around the world and many that are not written in English. I went through the book several times and was amazed by the number of German and French titles that appeared. These are books that I'd never heard of. Yet in their own countries they are classics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I consider myself somewhat well read when it comes to children's books but I have to admit that I probably have read less than half of the titles. I have read many of the 3+ and 5+ but many of the 12+ have escaped my notice. I'm not sure if I simply bypassed that age group or that that there were far more foreign titles in that section and I rarely expanded my reading beyond primarily English titles. I will be curious to see how many of the foreign titles I will be able to get my hands on. My plan is to attempt to read all 1001. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I mentioned before I'm not a huge fan of lists. As I went through the book I could think of a few titles that had been excluded that I would consider classics. The list is a little light on the modern side. But one of the strengths of the book is that the editor is aware that she cannot include all the books that would be considered classics. This is solved by including additional titles at the base of some of the reviews. At the bottom of the review of Seuss's The Cat in the Hat is a listing of other books by Seuss. Similarly at the bottom of the review of The Happy Prince by Oscar Wilde is a list of other stories about princes. This book may well be one of the most well defined canons for the children's literature genre. I guarantee that readers will find old familiar favorites and exciting new books to check out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-5343844437463430170?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5343844437463430170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/1001-childrens-books-you-must-read.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/5343844437463430170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/5343844437463430170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/1001-childrens-books-you-must-read.html' title='1001 Children&apos;s Books You Must Read Before You Grow Up'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/S10f83WotuI/AAAAAAAABDM/r10k72B4okY/s72-c/1001-must.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-1180883478800754503</id><published>2009-11-30T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T18:16:58.643-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Old House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry Cole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pamela Duncan Edwards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>The Old House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I apologize for the absence. Life got in the way and I haven't been reading or writing as much. But rest assured I'm back, with a ton of great new children's books to talk about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SxR6yFUbjfI/AAAAAAAAA_c/GqHMjMKf1ts/s1600/old+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SxR6yFUbjfI/AAAAAAAAA_c/GqHMjMKf1ts/s320/old+house.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410084053218725362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m rapidly becoming a huge fan of Henry Cole’s artwork (and not just because his website has to be one of the best things I've ever seen). I wrote earlier about the beautiful book Honk &lt;a href="http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/honk.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, a collaboration between &lt;a href="http://www.pameladuncanedwards.net/"&gt;Pamela Duncan Edwards&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.henrycole.net"&gt;Henry Cole&lt;/a&gt;. Since then I’ve been picking up more and more of Cole’s books. The Old House is a collaboration again by the magnificent duo and is a cute and inspiring little story. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Like Honk, The Old House is a book about hope. But instead of Mimi with her eternal optimism, this story follows an old house that has been vacant for such a long time that it has given up hope. It’s a run down old house that is beginning to doubt it’s own worth. The price has been reduced and the house worries that no one will ever live in it again. Its friends (birds, an oak tree, and the wildflowers) try to give the house hope, reminding it of how useful and strong it still is. But as families come and go, it has given up. Until one family comes down the street and admire the house, even with its sagging sad face. But they claim they cannot afford it. They leave and the house is even more depressed. The friends keep trying to cheer up the house and when the family does come back a couple days later, the house does try to stand up straighter. But then they go away again and it really fears for its life. When a rumble shakes the street, the house is convinced that it is bulldozers coming to knock it down. But instead the family is back and ready to move in. And the house is fixed up and it (and its friends) live happily ever after with the new family.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s so rare when you find a story about a character that is simply not the happy type. The house in this book is very much an Eeyore character with a “nothing will ever go my way” mentality. But it is still a house that’s willing (sometimes) to try. Instead this story for me was more about friendship. About have people (or things) around you that are willing to build you up. The flowers, the birds, and the trees surrounding the house do just that and when the time comes everyone wins out. It is a sweet story about hope and redemption. Henry Cole’s illustration are wonderful as always. The house has been anthropomorphized with some sad eyes, a door for a mouth, and even a sagging chin of a porch. We visibly see the house straighten up when it finally decides to impress the family. And I’m a huge fan of anything being anthropomorphized. I know that people say not to do it but I think there is so many ways to make a story that much sweeter with a couple eyes and some facial expressions. We see the transformation of the house along with hearing the tone change. Edwards gives us verbal clues as well to the state of mind of the house. We can hear the hope finally return only to be dashed again. That makes the ending that much sweeter. I don’t normally cheer for a house. But in this case I’ll make an exception.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-1180883478800754503?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1180883478800754503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/old-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/1180883478800754503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/1180883478800754503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/old-house.html' title='The Old House'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SxR6yFUbjfI/AAAAAAAAA_c/GqHMjMKf1ts/s72-c/old+house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-6924967917169570598</id><published>2009-11-03T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:39:36.985-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cowboy Ned and Andy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Ezra Stein'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watercolors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='western'/><title type='text'>Cowboy Ned and Andy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SvJWtFamynI/AAAAAAAAA9M/9u4rb9kO-8k/s1600-h/cowboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SvJWtFamynI/AAAAAAAAA9M/9u4rb9kO-8k/s320/cowboy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400474235718519410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.davidezra.com/"&gt;David Ezra Stein&lt;/a&gt; has a talent for taking the simplest stories and giving them lots of heart. I wanted to review his book Leaves but my copy is out on loan and the library's copy is out. It's the perfect book for this time of year and one of my regular Fall books. But while I was at the library I picked up a copy of Cowboy Ned and Andy which I hadn't read. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cowboy Ned and his horse Andy are best friends. They are driving cows across the desert together when Ned mentions that the next day is his birthday and that he's missing his family. Andy decides that he wants to do something special for his friend and settles on a birthday cake. After the sun goes down and Ned goes to bed, Andy sets off to find a cake. He runs into numerous desert animals but none of them know where to find a cake. Andy keeps walking until almost the sun is up. He heads to a house on the edge of the desert and the man there offers the horse some advice. He recommends that rather than worry about a cake, that Andy just spend time with his friend. So Andy runs back as fast as he can and gets back just as the sun has risen on Ned's birthday. The friends hug and the cows sing Happy Birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This sweet little story has a pretty quiet plot but a ton of heart. The character of Andy is just wonderful. He's such a good friend and he's so incredibly polite to the other animals. Even the scorpion who is a bit rude to him. He refers to everyone as sir and he asks about a cake in the nicest possibly way. He doesn't think about how tired he is, he only thinks about making things better for his friend. I was just loved the character. Ned is a bit of a background character in the book. I did love the names of his family members: Nedna, Nedrick, and Ma. The story was simple but so sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;David uses watercolor and ink to create the illustrations. The ink has been brushed on to give the images a rougher look which fits well with the western theme. Actually the rough look of the pictures really adds a sweet element to the book. David has imbued the book with energy and a childlike enthusiasm. The book's palette includes a lot of browns, blues, and yellows, mixed with the occasional orange or gray which works beautifully with the theme. We see the huge expanses of brown sand. I love the beautiful clear blue sky and the rough moon that hangs. My favorite spread had to be one where Andy has just left the scorpion and is heading toward the rancher's house. A majority of the page is sand with just a touch of sky at the top of the page. There are a couple clouds and we see Andy heading into the distance. It's not a pivotal scene but the colors work so well together with the rough mountains and clouds. It's just a gorgeous simple image. And that pretty much summed up the book for me. Gorgeous, simple and sweet. A great buddy story with a huge heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-6924967917169570598?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6924967917169570598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/cowboy-ned-and-andy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/6924967917169570598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/6924967917169570598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/cowboy-ned-and-andy.html' title='Cowboy Ned and Andy'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SvJWtFamynI/AAAAAAAAA9M/9u4rb9kO-8k/s72-c/cowboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-8387934857618819333</id><published>2009-10-29T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T17:08:42.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frankenstein'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam Rex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Adam Rex and Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;The leaves are falling fast now and the nights are getting pretty cold. I have pulled out my wool socks. All of this means that it's fall. And with fall comes Halloween. I'm actually in the mood for the season this year. Normally I dread fall because of what follows it. This year I'm really excited for the cool temperatures and the beautiful fall colors. And to celebrate the upcoming holiday I have purchased &lt;a href="http://www.adamrex.com"&gt;Adam Rex's&lt;/a&gt; books on monsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I make it no secret that I absolutely adore Adam Rex's work. I started by reading The True Meaning of Smekday and went out to buy everything he's illustrated or written. The next one that ended up in my home was Pssst, a cute little story about a little girl who's trip to the zoo turns into a shopping trip with an unusual ending. Rex tells the story through words and pictures but it is his fantastic illustration that keep you coming back for more. Everywhere you look on the page is a fun little detail. The humor is sometimes silly, sometimes dry but always fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SPaWcELFqcI/AAAAAAAAAPY/6AOhC-cIBHY/s1600-h/sandwich.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SPaWcELFqcI/AAAAAAAAAPY/6AOhC-cIBHY/s320/sandwich.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257555023902386626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the real reason I'm posting this is that there are two Adam Rex books that are just perfect for Halloween. In his first book in the series, Frankenstein Makes a Sandwich, he gives us poems about how the Phantom of the Opera can't get familiar tunes out of his head. Poems about the invisible man getting a haircut, the creature from the black lagoon who goes swimming too early after eating. My favorite is a wonderful poem about how Dracula has spinach in his teeth and no one knows how to tell him. Adam uses different art styles with each poem to make this a visual feast as well as a poetic one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SPaWcWJnHhI/AAAAAAAAAPg/LMyL9Y1tjCU/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SPaWcWJnHhI/AAAAAAAAAPg/LMyL9Y1tjCU/s320/cake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257555028728028690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;The new book is Frankenstein Takes the Cake. This is possibly even better than the first. In this one we follow Frankenstein as he gets married to his bride. My favorite pages have the Headless Horseman as he writes a blog about people wanting to eat his head, and why he wants people to stop copying his look. Please take note that those are not illustrations but pictures. Adam made the head and photographed it. Adam writes a wonderful little poem about Medusa and her problems in school. Even the dust jacket and the inside pages have jokes. They are everywhere. The thing about Adam is you have to read everything: signs, copyright information....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here are two books that are perfect for the upcoming holiday. I recommend them to both kids and adults. Kids will love the humorous rhymes, and adults will love all the cute references and inside jokes in the pictures. I don't often tell people that you have to buy books, but you really do need to buy these. If you do pick up his books and enjoy them, also check out Adam Rex's &lt;a href="http://adamrex.blogspot.com."&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. The actual titles of the books are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frankenstein Makes a Sandwich and Other Stories You're Sure to Like Because They're All About Monsters and Some of Them Are Also About Food. You Like Food, Don't You? Well Alright Then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frankenstein Takes the Cake Which is Full of Funny Stuff Like Rotting Heads and Giant Gorillas and Zombies Dressed Like Little Girls and Edgar Allen Poe. The Book, We Mean--Not the Cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah even those are hilarious. I love this man's work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To see how he made the Headless Horseman's head, check out this amazing &lt;a href="http://blaine.org/sevenimpossiblethings/?p=1398"&gt;blog entry&lt;/a&gt; on the always wonderful &lt;a href="http://blaine.org/sevenimpossiblethings"&gt;7 Impossible Things Before Breakfast&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-8387934857618819333?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8387934857618819333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/adam-rex-and-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8387934857618819333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8387934857618819333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/adam-rex-and-halloween.html' title='Adam Rex and Halloween'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SPaWcELFqcI/AAAAAAAAAPY/6AOhC-cIBHY/s72-c/sandwich.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-1628737051465338853</id><published>2009-10-27T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T16:07:22.860-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Komako Sakai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Snow Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rabbit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>The Snow Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sud9G6ssy2I/AAAAAAAAA70/pU3NnC5f5To/s1600-h/snowday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sud9G6ssy2I/AAAAAAAAA70/pU3NnC5f5To/s320/snowday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397420236216257378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops:328.75pt"&gt;I’ve been reading a lot of snow/winter books recently. I can only assume it comes with the season. As the leaves change and the temperatures fall, my thoughts turn to winter. Plus there are just so many beautiful books about winter. Komako Sakai’s The Snow Day is no different. This simple quiet book is more about mood than story. But the mood that it sets is just too perfect. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops:328.75pt"&gt;The story follows a little rabbit who wakes up to find out that snow has been falling all night and she doesn’t have to go to school. She wants to go out to play but her mother tells her to wait until the snow stops. Her father, who has been traveling, is stranded and they are not sure if he will come home that day. The little rabbit sneaks out onto the deck of the family’s apartment to make snow dumplings while her mother does dishes. They play cards together and do indoor activities. They stand out on the balcony and listen to the silence of the snow. Finally, that evening, the storm stops. Even though it is close to bedtime, they go out to play in the snow until it is time to go to sleep. Tomorrow, she remarks, Daddy will be home. Because the snow stopped.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops:328.75pt"&gt;As I mentioned before this book is more about mood than it is about plot. The story is simple with very little happening. Instead we get to feel the impatient waiting of a child who wants to go outside. We get to hear the silence that comes with a heavy snow when no one is outside. I loved the moment where the little rabbit sneaks out to the balcony to make a snow dumpling. We see the apartment building shrouded in white with the little rabbit on the balcony. We feel the silence and the cold and the magic of the moment. When she is finally allowed to go out and play, we feel that excitement as she rushes out into the field. There is a sense of freedom.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops:328.75pt"&gt;Sakai’s illustrations are muted and beautiful. She appears to mix paint and crayon to create these part sophisticated, part childlike images although there is no mention of the medium in the title page. The palette is very muted with a focus on whites, grays, and browns. The rabbit is cute and I was very taken with the clothes she wears (which is surprising because I don’t normally notice things like that). Each page is a silent little tribute to the frustration and beauty of a snow day. A quiet book but one packed with emotion and feeling. And a little bit of magic. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-1628737051465338853?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1628737051465338853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/snow-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/1628737051465338853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/1628737051465338853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/snow-day.html' title='The Snow Day'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sud9G6ssy2I/AAAAAAAAA70/pU3NnC5f5To/s72-c/snowday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-4605932107483904172</id><published>2009-10-24T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T17:33:25.543-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elephant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carmela D&apos;Amico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ella Takes the Cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delivery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steven D&apos;Amico'/><title type='text'>Ella Takes the Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SuOcbnQJ6AI/AAAAAAAAA7c/f0lAq-_jdRM/s1600-h/162718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SuOcbnQJ6AI/AAAAAAAAA7c/f0lAq-_jdRM/s320/162718.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396328776727128066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve been a little lax in posting things lately. It’s not that I haven’t been reading some fantastic children’s books. It’s just that things have been unusually busy and I’ve had trouble finding time to write. I’ll try to get back into a much more regular schedule this week. I have a ton of great books to talk about.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The first of these was a wonderful little story called Ella Takes the Cake. You have to love a book that combines a spunky little elephant character, a bicycle adventure, and cakes. The book, written and illustrated by Carmela and Steven D’Amico, follows Ella, a little elephant who wants desperately to help at her mother’s bakery. But she’s too young to either bake or help customers and she’s bored of sweeping the floor. So when the deliveryman forgets one of the cakes that needs to be delivered, Ella offers to take it in a wagon attached to her bicycle. She sets off on her journey but is sidetracked by a friend who wants a ride. Her friend then offers to deliver some library books for a townsperson. When the road becomes too long the friend bails out. And that’s when Ella’s problems really begin. She delivers the books but the cart, parked on a hill, breaks and rolls down the hill. The cake and cart roll all the way through town until a drawbridge operator stops it. Finally Ella is able to get back on the road and delivers the cake on time. She arrives back at the bakery to have her mother ask her for help on baking a cake.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The character of Ella is what made this book a treat for me. She’s industrious, generous, and determined. As the last line states, “…because more than anything else, Ella loved to help.” We see how downcast she is when her mother tells her she can’t help. She wants to be doing things. Although she protests a bit when her friend wants a ride it is more because of the lack of room in the cart, not because of the extra work. The same with the library books. When the regular deliveryman catches up with Ella and offers to take the cake, she declines saying she would like to finish what she started. She is genuinely worried about doing a good job. Belinda (the friend), on the other hand, is portrayed as lazy. When Ella protests the lack of room in the cart, Belinda just climbs in. After Belinda offers to take the books to the library, she calls the library boring (the horror, the horror &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) and backs out. She’s much more interested in playing than doing work. Ella on the other hand is just a perfect little lady.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The illustrations in this book are simply beautiful. Ella is adorable in her little blue jumper and her lucky red hat. But it is the surrounding landscapes and cityscapes that are done in lush detail. The bakery is warm and inviting, with morning light slanting through the windows at the beginning of the story. The ocean, which appears in many of the shots, is a vivid blue, which makes me want to live there. Although that could also be because of the cute buildings, stately library, and tropical palm trees. Steven D’Amico, the illustrator, uses bold colors to create images that draw readers in. We find Ella cute because of Steven’s cute little drawings, but we love her because of her winning personality. This book completely won me over. I understand that it is a series. I’ll be looking for more of these. A wonderful little girl in a beautiful world. Great book. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-4605932107483904172?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4605932107483904172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/ella-takes-cake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4605932107483904172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4605932107483904172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/ella-takes-cake.html' title='Ella Takes the Cake'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SuOcbnQJ6AI/AAAAAAAAA7c/f0lAq-_jdRM/s72-c/162718.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-8562904188890122866</id><published>2009-10-12T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:09:38.120-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elizabeth Cody Kimmel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H.B. Lewis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selfless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Penguin Osbert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penguins'/><title type='text'>My Penguin Osbert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/StP9Z8jc3mI/AAAAAAAAA7M/UJk8msFix6M/s1600-h/osbert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/StP9Z8jc3mI/AAAAAAAAA7M/UJk8msFix6M/s320/osbert.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391931801085992546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After I first saw the cover for My Penguin Osbert online, I knew I had to read this book. It was just so perfect. The little boy is wrapped up, covered in snow, and looking miserable. The penguin, on the other hand, is joyous. I loved the look of the boy and from that moment on I decided that I needed to find a copy. I picked up the book from the library and by coincidence it snowed this week. I was wrapped up and looking just as miserable as our hero. Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, I didn’t have a singing penguin by my side. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The story, written by &lt;a href="http://www.codykimmel.com/"&gt;Elizabeth Cody Kimmel&lt;/a&gt;, follows Joe who asks Santa for a penguin for Christmas. Joe isn’t taking any chances this year. He’s been disappointed in the past when Santa brought him (almost) what he wanted. So this year he asks for a real penguin, about 1 foot tall, with a yellow beak, named Osbert. And he receives his gift. But immediately he starts to realize that his gift might not be perfect. Osbert wants to go outside rather than open the rest of the presents. So Joe takes him outside and spends most of the evening out there since it makes Osbert happy. The next morning Osbert wants cold creamed herring for breakfast so that is what they have. Osbert makes a mess of the living room trying to build a village out of freezer pops and Joe has to clean up the mess. Joe is still thankful for his present but he’s getting a little tired of dealing with Osbert. So he writes Santa another letter. In this one he says that he loves Osbert as a gift but if Santa thinks that he should have asked for a different gift, then that would be okay. Santa comes through again, this time with tickets to Antarctic World, an exhibit at the local zoo. The two walk there in the snow (Osbert doesn’t like the bus) and have a great time. When it comes time to leave, Osbert doesn’t want to go. He wants to stay with the other penguins and the cold ice, and the creamed herring that they get. So Joe gives up Osbert to the zoo with the promise to come visit. And he’s already thinking about what to ask for next Christmas.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I loved this little story for a number of different reasons. The characters were sweet, the situation was silly and fun, and the story just made me smile. But what I liked the most was the character of Joe and his responsible attitude throughout the whole book. He constantly talks about how he needs to do things for Osbert. One phrase is repeated almost on each page. “But I had asked for Osbert, and now I had him.” I’m impressed with the character for his willingness to make sacrifices to keep his present happy. When he wants chocolate chip waffles, and Osbert wants cold herring, they have cold herring. When Joe wants to go to bed, and Osbert wants to take a cold bath, they take a cold bath. Of all the characters I’ve read, this one is the most selfless. He starts the book talking about how he’s been disappointed by Santa but when he does finally get what he wants, he’s willing to work for him. The story in itself is just one of those adorable tales that I want to read every winter. I loved the simplicity and the selflessness of it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I love the illustrations by &lt;a href="http://www.bucklewis.com/"&gt;H.B. Lewis&lt;/a&gt;. I cannot imagine cuter illustrations. Lewis uses watercolor and pastels to create soft sweet images. Osbert is long and thin and a cute penguin but it is Joe that steals the show. This kid is just adorable. When he’s standing outside singing the old penguin songs, when he’s freezing in a cold bath, or when he’s hugging his little penguin goodbye you just want to pinch his cheeks and tell him how cute he is. Joe is often sad and somehow that sadness just makes the images that much sweeter. I love the image of Joe and Osbert trudging towards the zoo. It is a simple but beautiful scene with a lot of emotion. Lewis is wonderful at creating sweet scenes and expressive characters. I loved the story, the illustration, the characters, and the sweetness of this story. This would be a perfect read-aloud tale for a cold winter day or anytime you need an emotional boost. Cute and sweet, my favorite type of story. And one I intend to rush out and buy before the snow flies again. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-8562904188890122866?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8562904188890122866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-penguin-osbert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8562904188890122866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8562904188890122866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-penguin-osbert.html' title='My Penguin Osbert'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/StP9Z8jc3mI/AAAAAAAAA7M/UJk8msFix6M/s72-c/osbert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-9181098133167477737</id><published>2009-10-05T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T19:57:11.678-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lane Smith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Very Persistent Gappers of Frip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Saunders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave McKean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strange'/><title type='text'>The Very Persistent Gappers of Frip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Ssqx3xgaeNI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ln6ZOspv08E/s1600-h/gappers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Ssqx3xgaeNI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ln6ZOspv08E/s320/gappers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389315475842431186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had to try to define an age level for The Very Persistent Gappers of Frip, I would be stumped. I found it a parable for adults, a fairy tale for older children, and a perfect choice for an animated short. It is hard to characterize. This odd little story was written by &lt;a href="http://www.georgesaundersland.com/"&gt;George Saunders&lt;/a&gt; who somehow came up with Gappers and goats and, illustrated by &lt;a href="http://www.lanesmithbooks.com/"&gt;Lane Smith&lt;/a&gt; who manages to bring the characters to life. This has to be one of the most unusual stories and illustrations I've seen in a while. And I mean that in the best possible way. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story follows a little girl named Capable who lives in the tiny town of Frip. Frip is just three houses by the ocean but they have one gigantic problem. The town is besieged by gappers. Gappers are little orange creatures with tons of eyes and an intense love of goats. When a gapper sees a goat it will emit a very high pitch happy squeal and attach itself to the goat. This makes the goat incredibly nervous. In fact it will cause a goat to stop giving milk and collapse after some time. The issue of course is that the town of Frip makes its money selling goat's milk. So each day the children of the town go out and brush the gappers off the goats and throw them into the sea. This can happen several times a day. Until one day when the gappers realize that the house of Capable and her father are actually closer to the sea than the others. They decide to just focus on her house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now Capable doesn't get any help from her father, who is going through something of a breakdown after the death of his wife. She becomes tired and finally asks her neighbors, who are annoying and self-centered, for help. They refuse to help telling Capable that it is all her problem. So Capable gives up, sells her goats and decides to fish for a living. And the gappers move on to the next house. The neighbors move their house away from the sea and the gappers move to the third house. And the third house moves farther away from the sea as well. The two continue to move farther away until both houses are in a swamp and are destitute. On the other hand Capable has finally learned to fish and doesn't even miss having the goats. When her now poor neighbors come to her for help she has a choice to make. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't tell you how the story ends although I'm sure you can guess. I read this chapter book in an afternoon and absolutely adored it. It is such a bizarre little story. I'm not sure if I should call it a small chapter book or a long picture book. What I can call it is funny and touching and unusual. I love Saunders' writing style and his willingness to make the bizarre funny. For example, this is one of my favorite writing sections. He is talking about why Capable's decision to fish is so odd. "The people of Frip did not fish. They had stopped fishing long ago when Sid Rosen's great-grandfather had acquired the town's first goat. Sid's great-grandfather had been the richest man in town, and once he got a goat, everyone wanted a goat, and fishing went out of style, and now fishing was considered something one did only if one was not bright enough to acquire a goat." I just love this section. Or the description of Capable's father's breakdown. The last thing Capable's mother had cooked before she died was rice, so now Capable's father requires everything he eats to be white. Capable must dye his food a white color. He also yells at the sun each day saying that it should always stay up. He's always disappointed when it doesn't work and goes down. It is these simple little ideas that make this story so odd and yet so wonderful. The idea of goats and gappers and corn painted white just made me laugh. And then it made me think. The moral behind this little tale is well told and the character of Capable is a great heroine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lane Smith's illustration are a perfect match for this odd story. As I've mentioned many times before I don't know if there is a more innovative illustrator out there. I am completely in love with his work. In this book he uses his regular style of painted collage pieces to create an eerie and unusual look for the town of Frip and its inhabitants. I'm not sure what I thought a Gapper would look like before I opened the book but his interpretation made sense to me. Capable is drawn wonderfully and we can see her emotions change throughout the course of the book. The neighbors have sharper edges and see see them as characatures of people. They are much more two dimensional which is part of the point. Some scenes in the book reminded me a bit of Dave McKean's work particularly the scene where the Romo House is moved for the first time. There is an odd angularness to the illustrations that reminds me of some of his animated work. In fact I spent most of my time reading this thinking that this story needs to be animated. It would be perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This odd little parable has one of the most unusual premises for a chapter book but both Saunders and Smith pull it off. I hadn't heard of George Saunders before but now I will have to check into his short stories books. I picked it up solely because I wanted to see Lane Smith's work. But the character of Capable caught me, the colorful illustrations enchanted me, and the story made me want to tell people about it. For a book with such an unusual name and premise, it tells a simple story of neighborly help. A great find for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-9181098133167477737?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9181098133167477737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/very-persistent-gappers-of-frip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/9181098133167477737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/9181098133167477737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/very-persistent-gappers-of-frip.html' title='The Very Persistent Gappers of Frip'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Ssqx3xgaeNI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ln6ZOspv08E/s72-c/gappers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-8549438448757215107</id><published>2009-09-29T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T08:39:23.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adorable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hippopotamus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Mama for Owen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marion Dane Bauer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Butler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tortoise'/><title type='text'>A Mama for Owen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SsK_z20eA_I/AAAAAAAAA4s/HO6y-tYk4rA/s1600-h/owen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387079001898353650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SsK_z20eA_I/AAAAAAAAA4s/HO6y-tYk4rA/s320/owen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I saw the cover of A Mama for Owen, I knew I had to read this book. Is there anything more adorable than this mismatched pair? Then I heard the premise of the story and I rushed right out to pick it up. Not only is this an incredibly sweet story written by &lt;a href="http://www.mariondanebauer.com/"&gt;Marion Dane Bauer&lt;/a&gt;, but it is matched with incredibly adorable illustrations by &lt;a href="http://www.johnbutlerart.com/"&gt;John Butler&lt;/a&gt;. Oh and did I mention it's based on a true story? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story follows Owen, a young hippopotamus who lives with his mother and family on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sabaki&lt;/span&gt; River in Africa. Owen follows his mother everywhere and they often play hide-and-seek. When he is tired, he snuggles with his mother to take a nap. But his easy life is short lived. A tsunami comes and Owen and his family are washed out to sea. Owen survives and is swept back into shore, but no where near his river. His family is lost. Owen is unsure what to do until he finds a shape on the beach that is the same color as his mother. He settles down next to the lump and tries to fall asleep. The object is none other than a tortoise named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mzee&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mzee&lt;/span&gt; lets the young hippo curl up and slowly becomes a substitute mother for Owen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story is a fictionalized account of a true story that occurred right after the 2004 tsunami. In the real story the young hippo, who was less than a year old, was washed out to sea by the wave and when he was found was brought to a wildlife preserve and there met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mzee&lt;/span&gt;. But I think the changes made were perfect for this story. The tale could be very sad but Bauer infuses humor in to lighten the story. She describes Owen's mother (and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mzee&lt;/span&gt;) as "grayish-brown--or was she brownish-gray?" She adds images like Owen following his mother's stubby tail or playing hide-and-seek with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mzee&lt;/span&gt;. One of my favorite pages was one of the later ones. I love the humor of these lines. "And whenever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mzee&lt;/span&gt; takes a nap, tucked away inside his brownish-gray--or is it grayish-brown?--shell, Owen waits and waits and waits until he can find &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mzee&lt;/span&gt; once more. Bauer does a wonderful job of creating a soft gentle rhyme of lines along with some pretty wonderful characters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it was John Butler's illustrations that originally drew my eye, and give this book the softness and cuteness that made my heart melt. Owen is simply adorable with his large soft eyes and innocent expressions. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Mzee&lt;/span&gt; is a warm and sweet character who readers will fall in love with. His smiles and easy-going-nature will make readers cheer for this unlikely pair. The illustrations are done in acrylic paint and colored pencils and have a perfect palette. The book is filled with gentle yellows and oranges and everything is blended to produce soft images. The backgrounds are often just bits of color but the characters are much sharper. Emotions are clearly distinguishable on ever page. I have to admit that I got a bit chocked up reading this book. And with good reason. This is an incredibly sweet story and that fact that it is true, only makes it that much more wonderful. A great read-aloud and a perfect find for any animal lover. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-8549438448757215107?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8549438448757215107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/mama-for-owen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8549438448757215107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8549438448757215107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/mama-for-owen.html' title='A Mama for Owen'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SsK_z20eA_I/AAAAAAAAA4s/HO6y-tYk4rA/s72-c/owen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-8146402854783795784</id><published>2009-09-24T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T18:27:09.860-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill Peet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Three Pigs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colored pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farm animals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='circus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chester the Worldly Pig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Chester the Worldly Pig</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SrwcBTH-lkI/AAAAAAAAA4U/TMANWkF5O5A/s1600-h/chester.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SrwcBTH-lkI/AAAAAAAAA4U/TMANWkF5O5A/s320/chester.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385210063067452994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m sure I’ve mentioned how much I love the animal stories of Bill Peet. Like a potato chip, I can’t just limit myself to one. I have already done a review of &lt;a href="http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/huge-harold.html"&gt;Huge Harold&lt;/a&gt; but Chester the Worldly Pig is just too good to pass up doing a review of. Like Wilbur, in Charlotte’s Web, this pig had me cheering for him as he attempted to make his own luck. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Like Wilbur, Chester decides that he doesn’t want to become bacon. He decides he doesn’t want to end up on anyone’s table. But instead of finding a helpful spider, Chester decides to make his own luck. He sees a poster for the circus and decides to learn a trick. He practices and practices and finally teaches himself how to balance on his snout on a fencepost. He runs away and joins the circus only to find out that they want to make him do his trick surrounded by hungry tigers. When he faints, he becomes a clown’s sidekick. But that’s not what Chester wanted either. So he runs away from the circus only to run straight into a bear. He is saved from the bear by three hobos, but they decide to eat the little pig. They stuff Chester into a sack and take him on the trains with him. He escapes from the hobos into the city. But danger lurks everywhere in the form of butchers. He leaves the city defeated and gives himself up to the next farmer he sees. The farmer starts to fatten the pig up for eating; but Chester is saved in the end by a passing carnival promoter. Chester didn’t even need his trick, his spots form a map of the world. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As always, I am enchanted by the characters in Bill Peet’s books. Through both the story and the illustrations, Peet is able to tell an exciting story with some very memorable animal characters. Unlike so many books for children, these are not animal characters acting like people. These are animals, who act like animals, who also happen to have great adventures. Chester is a determined little pig who ends up in a series of bad positions. He is not willing to just sit and wait to become dinner. Chester decides that he will solve his problem on his own. He works hard to improve at his trick and even though it doesn’t pan out, his determination just shows how he’s not afraid of hard work or a couple bruises. Even when things reach the point where he is resigned to being dinner, he decides to do it on his own terms. He plans to grow to as big as possible. He’s a pig who takes charge of his own situation. And a great character. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This book is drawn with Bill Peet’s typical style. Using only colored pencils and ink, Peet is able to create tons of emotions for his characters. We see Chester’s pride, his heartbreak, his determination, and his joy. The rest of the cast of characters is well done but it is the little pig that steals the show. The backgrounds in Peet’s books, often set in the forest or the country, are detailed without being overpowering. A couple of pen lines somehow become a field of wheat. The circus tent is a sea of faces, all done with a bit of colored pencil and excellent shading. Peet is a master when it comes to colored pencil. At a distance, a circus elephant seems grey, but get a bit closer and you can see all the colors that have been used to create the exact shade of grey. The books are filled with great scenes. Peet’s work always seems like he’s grabbed stills from an animated film. There is so much movement and color. Perhaps it is his film background. Another Peet masterpiece and a wonderful character. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-8146402854783795784?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8146402854783795784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/chester-worldly-pig.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8146402854783795784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8146402854783795784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/chester-worldly-pig.html' title='Chester the Worldly Pig'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SrwcBTH-lkI/AAAAAAAAA4U/TMANWkF5O5A/s72-c/chester.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-7149568100434609175</id><published>2009-09-21T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T08:17:11.595-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kathleen Pelley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inventor McGregor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inventing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Chesworth'/><title type='text'>Inventor McGregor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SrgeKO2fjHI/AAAAAAAAA3k/G_emQrIapSQ/s1600-h/inventor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384086515655609458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SrgeKO2fjHI/AAAAAAAAA3k/G_emQrIapSQ/s320/inventor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve started this review about ten times now and keep stopping. I picked the story up on a whim and loved it. But so far I’m having a hard time capturing exactly what I want to say about this wonderfully little story about following your happiness.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is the story of Hector McGregor who everyone calls Inventor McGregor. He is called that because of his amazing ability to invent whatever is needed. He invents barking mailbags so the postman won’t be attacked by a neighborhood dog. He invents an alarm clock that pushes people off their pillow (for those frequent snoozers). He invents things like robotic arms, trampoline shoes, floating bags, and peppermint pens. He can invent anything. When not inventing, he lives with his cheerful wife, five children, and a hen named Hattie. He goes for walks and paints and plays the fiddle and is very happy. One day he is discovered by the Society of Inventors and is given a laboratory in the city and a job. He reluctantly heads for the city to start inventing full time. But he can’t think of anything to invent. Days, weeks, months go by and he hasn’t invented anything. He sits in his empty room all day and can’t think of a single thing. People stop calling him Inventor McGregor. As the weeks go by he becomes more depressed until he sees two men painting outside the window. He rushes out and grabs two paintbrushes and he paints. He paints his wife, his children, and Hattie. He paints the sun and the meadow. And then he leaves the city, rushes home, and goes back to his days of singing, painting, walking, and…inventing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I loved this book, which was written by &lt;a href="http://www.kathleentpelley.com/wb/pages/my-books/inventor-mcgregor.php"&gt;Kathleen Pelley&lt;/a&gt; and illustrated by &lt;a href="http://www.crashbangboom.com/"&gt;Michael Chesworth.&lt;/a&gt; I loved the character of Inventor McGregor with his bright red hair, glasses, and regular smile. He simply jumps off the page with enthusiasm and the reader is helpless to not get caught up in it. I found myself smiling through the whole first half of the book. The colors, which I believe are watercolor, make the early spreads bright and beautiful. We see the excitement of everyone in the village and the joy that seems to radiate out of the inventor’s house. The words practically bounce off the page in the first half. As an example, Pelley uses this line to describe Inventor McGregor’s day out in the field. “There he sang his snippet of a song, painted a picture, or twirled a whirl of a fling.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is all in the first half of the book though. On that very page that I referenced above we see darker clouds rolling in. Chesworth creates the transition in the book perfectly. When the Society of Inventors guys arrive it is raining. The trains into the city are dirty and depressing. We see one lonely red haired man peering out as he heads into the city. Where Hector used to be the epitome of energy, his arms now hang limp. He slumps more. There is a great two page spread that shows his frustration with trying to create. We see him in several different poses at his inventing desk, each a perfect character study of boredom. Pelley also makes the transition beautifully. Suddenly we go from wonderful descriptions of the fields to as few words as possible. And Pelley starts using words like shame, frown, and whispered. The words become slower and less descriptive. The pace of the book actually slows down…until he gets those paint brushes in his hands. Suddenly the colors are back, the descriptive words are back and the joy is back. We, along with Hector, feel the excitement of realizing what makes him happiest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This was a fun book that made me so incredibly happy. I loved the transitions between the home and city environments. I loved the colors and the emotions that were so evident on our characters faces. I enjoyed the character of Inventor McGregor quite a bit. And more than anything I love how enthused I got after reading it. Like the inventor, I too wanted to paint and sing and create. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-7149568100434609175?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7149568100434609175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/inventor-mcgregor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/7149568100434609175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/7149568100434609175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/inventor-mcgregor.html' title='Inventor McGregor'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SrgeKO2fjHI/AAAAAAAAA3k/G_emQrIapSQ/s72-c/inventor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-8224315816842239058</id><published>2009-09-18T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T21:17:04.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='duck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peabody Hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Philip Sousa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memphis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Philip Duck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patricia Polacco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical'/><title type='text'>John Philip Duck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SrRa9BmynCI/AAAAAAAAA3M/A0NFlee8VJs/s1600-h/Peabody-ducks.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SrRa8ckxIYI/AAAAAAAAA3E/zLNiJ76HGYg/s1600-h/john-duck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SrRa8ckxIYI/AAAAAAAAA3E/zLNiJ76HGYg/s320/john-duck.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383027449123643778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t remember when I first heard the story of the ducks who live in the &lt;a href="http://www.peabodymemphis.com/"&gt;Peabody Hotel&lt;/a&gt; in Memphis, TN. The story originally goes that the owner and a buddy, who had just returned from a duck hunting trip were staying in the hotel. They decided for a lark to release some of the live decoy ducks they had into the fountain. It was an immediate hit with the patrons. The current bellman at the hotel (who also happened to be a former animal trainer) taught the ducks to walk on command. And ever since, the lobby of the Peabody Hotel has always been graced with ducks.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Apparently the story was a bit hit with &lt;a href="http://www.patricapolacco.com/"&gt;Patricia Polacco&lt;/a&gt; as well. Polacco created John Philip Duck as a fictionalized account of how the birds got their origin. The story follows Edward, the son of the bellman at the Peabody, who finds a lost duck one day. He adopts the duck and takes care of it but with one hitch. He also works at the Peabody during the week. So for weeks on end he smuggles the duck into the hotel during the week and takes it home to the family farm on weekend. The staff at the hotel fall in love with the little duck. And over time Edward teaches the young duck to walk on cue. When he turns on a march by John Philip Sousa the duck will follow wherever Edward tells him. One day the hotel manager finds the duck and threatens to throw both Edward and the duck out. But the patrons love the little swimming duck. The manager must be convinced that the duck can obey though. So Edward trains him and some other live decoy ducks that are given to him, to walk on cue into the fountain. They are then to stay until he again turns on the march and they are to walk out. He manages to pull it off, and becomes Duckmaster for the Peabody Hotel.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is an adorable story that takes a real-life history and fills in some of the cracks in the story. There appears to be little information about the original Duckmaster so Polacco creates a warm and caring character to fill the position. I actually enjoyed her idea of a foundling duck more than the idea that this was something thought up by drunken duck hunters. In this story we see how much Edward cares for the birds and works hard to make sure they will be able to live in the hotel. Even the touch of adding the John Philip Sousa marches makes the story a little more human. In actuality the original ducks were named after the owners. (all ducks after the original group have not been named) That said Polacco tries to stay as true to the tradition as possible. The ducks are always mallards, and include one male and three females. That is how they are portrayed in the book. Every morning and evening a red carpet is rolled out and the ducks are led in by the Duckmaster.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She even beautifully captures the little fountain that is their home during the day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The artwork on this book is just fantastic. Polacco uses watercolors and pencil to bring the hotel and its staff to life. The book opens with a couple colorful spreads of Edward’s parents farm. With tons of different colors and careful shading she creates beautiful rural scenes. The hotel scenes are less colorful and much more sparse. Many of the hotel scenes are done with more pencil than watercolor. That said Polacco captures her cast well, ducks and humans. With just a couple lines she creates a unique and interesting patrons, a whole cast of staff, and a very passionate young man. The ducks are drawn with an emphasis on color. I loved the idea behind this book and how well Polacco was able to pull it off. I guarantee children reading this book will want to know more about the luxury hotel that offers live ducks in their lobby. I even spent some time learning more about the tradition after reading this book. (Like how duck is not allowed to be served in the hotel restaurant) This is a wonderful story that tells a mostly accurate history.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SrRa9BmynCI/AAAAAAAAA3M/A0NFlee8VJs/s320/Peabody-ducks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383027459064241186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The actual ducks at the Peabody and the fountain they live in. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-8224315816842239058?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8224315816842239058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/john-philip-duck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8224315816842239058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8224315816842239058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/john-philip-duck.html' title='John Philip Duck'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SrRa8ckxIYI/AAAAAAAAA3E/zLNiJ76HGYg/s72-c/john-duck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-1545291274614702979</id><published>2009-09-17T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T18:35:34.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainy day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David McPhail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Puddle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>The Puddle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SrLM2MpaxXI/AAAAAAAAA28/Yv7mhrhnXZ0/s1600-h/puddle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SrLM2MpaxXI/AAAAAAAAA28/Yv7mhrhnXZ0/s320/puddle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382589736141112690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve already talked about David McPhail’s Edward in the Jungle, but this past week I picked up his book The Puddle. These two books could not be more different. Where Edward was action packed and full of adventure, The Puddle is a softer quieter book with a lot of silliness mixed in. It is the type of story that I grew up with and for some reason I was reminded of the Little Bear series by Else Holmelund Minarik while reading it. The books are not similar but the tone that they were written in is. This is a quiet book about a simple thing that becomes extraordinary. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The story follows our narrator who wants to go out in the rain to sail his little sailboat. His mother agrees but tells him not to get wet or muddy. So he dresses up in his raincoat and goes out to a big puddle to sail his boat. Shortly after launching his boat, a frog comes along and steals it. He hops into the boat and refuses to bring it back near the shore. (did I mention it was a big puddle). Since the little boy can’t get wet, he cannot follow. Luckily an alligator shows up and offers to bring the boat back. He reclaims it from the frog but returns the boat with a bit of damage. But it doesn’t matter because right then a pig shows up wanting to go for a swim in the puddle. He jumps in and splashes the boy. But then an elephant comes along and wants a drink. She drinks up the whole puddle, and when the other animals yell at her, she spits it back out, drenching the animals and the boy. She leaves and the rain stops. The puddle dries up and everyone leaves. The boy goes home and is told to take a bath, where he finally gets to sail his sailboat in peace.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m not sure why this book seemed like a quiet little story to me with all the silliness that goes on. But somehow McPhail presents the tone as no big deal. And elephant arriving at the puddle is treated pretty matter-of-factly. In fact the interactions with all the animals is done very quietly. Even the frog bumping into a turtle or the alligator grabbing the sailboat is done with a softness. Part of this might be the illustrations. With the rainy day theme, McPhail uses mostly watercolors. There are often two smaller pictures on each page and the border of each image is not clearly defined. All the edges are soft often rounded. This gives the book a soft muted look. McPhail paints our narrator as a rather cute little boy who spends most of his time in a tiny rain slicker and what looks like a fireman’s hat. He is a nostalgic looking character and makes me think of growing up. But the animals are what really made this book wonderful for me. Each seems to have it’s own personality. The elephant is timid, the turtle serene, the frog is a bully, and the alligator is a big softie. A wonderful little story that seemed a throwback to older days. This book made me nostalgic and ultimately made me happy. A quiet little book that is perfect for rainy afternoon. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-1545291274614702979?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1545291274614702979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/puddle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/1545291274614702979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/1545291274614702979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/puddle.html' title='The Puddle'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SrLM2MpaxXI/AAAAAAAAA28/Yv7mhrhnXZ0/s72-c/puddle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-7726869517815281374</id><published>2009-09-14T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T19:23:36.758-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chapter book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roald Dahl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='made-up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>Roald Dahl</title><content type='html'>I spent yesterday afternoon curled up on the couch reading Going Solo, &lt;a href="http://www.roalddahl.com"&gt;Roald Dahl's&lt;/a&gt; account of his time in Northern Africa and as a RAF pilot during World War II. I've read almost every book that Dahl has ever read but hadn't touched on his autobiographies. It was a wonderful account although not a children's book. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was also shocked to read today that yesterday was Roald Dahl Day. The coincidence was just too amazing. Here I had picked up the book at a booksale on Saturday, started it that night, and read the majority of it on September 13th, the day Dahl was born. I know that in recent years, Dahl's work has become somewhat controversial. Parents seem to object to his rather dark, and sometimes vicious stories of children who outsmart adults. I have heard many people tell me that they don't let their child read Dahl. Too revolting, they say. His characters are mean. Or too strange. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had The BFG read to me when I was in second grade. I had the greatest second grade teacher who read us some amazing books. I still remember sitting on the floor listening to the story of Sophie and her Big Friendly Giant. I loved the made-up words, the bizarre situation, and the silliness of the characters. It was the first chapter book I remember loving. I've gone on to read so many of Roald Dahl's books and haven't found one I haven't enjoyed. For all those parents out there, looking for something fun to read in a chapter book, I would recommend Roald Dahl. Yes Dahl is strange, yes he can be revolting, yes he can be vicious. But I have never read anything that have enchanted me as much as these books. Pick up any of his books. For me, they are all must-reads. And Happy Belated Roald Dahl Day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-7726869517815281374?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7726869517815281374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/roald-dahl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/7726869517815281374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/7726869517815281374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/roald-dahl.html' title='Roald Dahl'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-5075897470152683386</id><published>2009-09-10T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T11:23:48.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harold and the Purple Crayon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crockett Johnson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><title type='text'>Harold and the Purple Crayon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SqqViuOwOuI/AAAAAAAAA10/UV8SLQGCkT8/s1600-h/harold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380277128605481698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SqqViuOwOuI/AAAAAAAAA10/UV8SLQGCkT8/s320/harold.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I'm celebrating a classic. I haven't even started going through my collection of children's books yet and doing reviews of those but I will. But this past week I finally picked up a copy of Crockett Johnson's immortal classic, Harold and the Purple Crayon. I can't even begin to tell you how much I love this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you that have somehow missed this book, and I've met a surprising number, the simple story follows Harold on his nighttime adventures with a purple crayon. Harold decides to go for a walk in the moonlight but there is no moon. So he draws one...and a path to walk along. When he grows hungry he draws a picnic, and when he falls into his own sea, he draws a boat. Over and over the purple crayon and Harold create the world. He draws mountains and then climbs them. He creates a hot air balloon to go sailing in. And finally, when he's good and tired, he draws his room and his bed and goes to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I had to pick one book that shows the power of imagination in a child's world, this would be it. We would play for hours as children with sticks and stones, creating elaborate worlds and this story reminds me of those games. With a plain white background, Crockett Johnson brings his character's world to life. There is so much joy and humor in this book. For example, when Harold gets lost trying to find his way home, he remembers to ask a police officer for help. So he draws a policeman and asks. Other than Harold everything is simply done. The sea is a squiggly line that Harold draws while shaking and stepping backward. The balloon is just a circle at first until Harold draws a basket. But even with the simplicity, or perhaps because of it, we are reminded of how much fun drawing used to be. This book reminds me how an imagination is the best toy a person can have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read this book to my girls at knitting this past week. Several of them had never heard it so we had storytime in the coffeehouse. I read and turned the pages and we laughed and giggled and ohhed and awwed. It was so much fun. I'm not surprised that this story, simple as it is, has stood the test of time. It is just too much fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-5075897470152683386?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5075897470152683386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/harold-and-purple-crayon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/5075897470152683386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/5075897470152683386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/harold-and-purple-crayon.html' title='Harold and the Purple Crayon'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SqqViuOwOuI/AAAAAAAAA10/UV8SLQGCkT8/s72-c/harold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-9213154692903620128</id><published>2009-09-08T20:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T20:08:29.023-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environmental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cub Scouts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George McClements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Last Badge'/><title type='text'>The Last Badge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sqhtb7IHInI/AAAAAAAAA1s/KRFt_kaZbD0/s1600-h/lastbadge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sqhtb7IHInI/AAAAAAAAA1s/KRFt_kaZbD0/s320/lastbadge.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379670081389666930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My nephews are both in Cub Scouts. They enjoy the activities and hanging out with friends but they love to get badges. They go camping and learn new skills and sew those badges on to their sashes. They've collected quite a few from what I know. Although unlike the narrator in George McClements, I'm not sure whether they will collect them all. But this was so much more than just a story about scouts. It was a wonderful story whose ending captured my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story foll0ws Samuel Moss, a scout who is looking to make his family proud by collecting all the merit badges available. All the men in his family have been scouts and each has contributed to the "Album of Scouting Greatness". Samuel wants to be in the album badly and he decided that he needs to perform a great feat to get in. That is when he learns about the toughest possible badge to get, the "Moon Frog Badge." In order to get the badge you have to find the Moon Frog a very rare amphibian. In fact, the Moon Frog only appears once a year, under special circumstances, in a very specific spot. And to make things worse, nobody knows where this spot is. But Samuel is not discouraged. He reads up, researches, and calculates. And finally after moths of work, he finds the location where the moon frog will appear. He and his father set out to find the frog but when he gets to the spot, Samuel is faced with a choice that will effect whether or not he gets his badge. I won't tell you the ending mostly because it is a wonderful surprise that I can't bring myself to spoil. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a surprisingly cute story for me, even though I have never been a scout and never been interested in merit badges. Samuel is such a great character, one that we really want to succeed. He works hard to achieve his goal and make his family proud. But it was the ending that made me happiest. It was not just the dedication that Samuel put into finding the frog but the decisions that he has to make. I love that McClements has created a good upstanding young citizen who makes responsible choices. And he does it without being pedagogical. This is a fun story that children, particularly boys will enjoy. But the end makes a larger point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I enjoyed the story, the illustrations were icing on the cake. Using collage, digital art, paint, and plenty of silliness, McClements creates an energetic book that keeps the eyes moving. I sped through the book the first time, and then went back through to look at the illustrations a bit more. I was just hooked the first time, and the pacing of the illustrations makes this a quick read. The colors are bright and energetic. The collage work stands out, making those images the most memorable. The character of Samuel, who I assume is done digitally and with collage, is realistic and cartoony at the same time. He dresses like a real child but his large round head and huge mouth remind us me of animated characters. The Moon Frog is an interesting mix of color, ugly and silly at the same time. The book is an odd mix of illustrated images but somehow the hodgepodge of styles makes sense for the book. Very inventive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a book I picked up but wasn't sure what to expect. I was pleasant surprised by the story, which included some very grown-up themes along with some silly images. McClements creates a great character with Samuel and I practically wanted to stand up and cheer at the end. A fun story, interesting images, and a pace that kept me hopping. Good find. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-9213154692903620128?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9213154692903620128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-badge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/9213154692903620128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/9213154692903620128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-badge.html' title='The Last Badge'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sqhtb7IHInI/AAAAAAAAA1s/KRFt_kaZbD0/s72-c/lastbadge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-5374181815520566000</id><published>2009-09-08T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T10:46:17.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tony Diterlizzi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiderwick Chronicles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spider and the Fly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustration'/><title type='text'>Fantastical Art</title><content type='html'>Originally published on &lt;a href="http://cab-ancoraimparo.blogspot.com/2009/05/fantastical-art.html"&gt;Ancora Imparo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever been introduced to an artist over and over? And each time you see his work you are amazed and impressed but still don't retain the name. I have been introduced to Tony Diterlizzi in various forms several times in the last couple years. I'm always awed by his detailed art and his depth of character. His characters show such a huge range of emotions. He has a very beautiful style of art but for some reason I am shocked every time I see his name. I not sure why I can't recognize his work instantly but I can't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379153779973153250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SqaX3Od_4eI/AAAAAAAAA1c/SUo0GNQsZVk/s320/spider.bmp" border="0" /&gt;A couple years ago while digging around in my parent's children's book library I stumbled upon a version of The Spider and the Fly, the cautionary poem by Mary Howitt. The poem itself is fun and dark but the illustration in the book took my breath away. They were amazing. Funny and dark and detailed in a way I hadn't seen before. The spider oozed charm and menace. The fly, in her little flapper dress and hat, was the picture of flighty innocence. The ghosts, who tried to warn the fly, practically shimmered on the page. It was a beautiful book. At the time I noticed that it was done by Tony Diterlizzi but then promptly forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The same is true when I read the first of the Spiderwick Chronicles. My nephew again brought me a book and told me that I had to read it. I read the first in an afternoon. I enjoyed the first book immensely but never followed on with the series. Most of you already know my aversion to series. The artwork inside was fun, and strangely enough reminded me of my old D&amp;amp;D artwork. I would later find out that Tony has done work for them too. Tony co-wrote the books with Holly Black. But again the name escaped me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379153782659514066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SqaX3YeeftI/AAAAAAAAA1k/XZ1uuj9-Sv4/s320/spiderwick.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this weekend I ended up at the library picking up tons of books on illustration and some children's books. I picked up The Dangerous Alphabet which I'll have to talk about later. (that one needs its own post). But one the illustration books I picked up was "The Art of Reading", a book put out to celebrate the 40th anniversary of the Reading is Fundamental program. In the book, well-loved authors and illustrators talk about the books that made them love reading. They also draw a picture from the book. It is a wonderful book that I have been reading through voraciously. But what really caught my eye was a picture of a little pig. It was the third or fourth page in and this little pig is picking flowers. Simple little illustration but the emotion on this little pig is both laughable and sad at the same time. It is such an incredibly cute creature. So I look at the artist signature and of course it is Tony Diterlizzi. Of course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to his &lt;a href="http://www.diterlizzi.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; and was completely bowled over. I've seen so much of this man's work and didn't realize it. I would seriously recommend heading over for a little bit. Not only is that little pig there (in the art section), but Tony offers a ton of nice downloads and wallpapers along with sketches and finished pages from his books. He's even recorded a couple little videos for each page. I think I clicked on each page a couple of times just to hear the different videos. Funny stuff. I own The Spider and Fly. Now I just have to buy the rest. Beautiful. And from now on, I'll remember this name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-5374181815520566000?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5374181815520566000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/fantastical-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/5374181815520566000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/5374181815520566000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/fantastical-art.html' title='Fantastical Art'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SqaX3Od_4eI/AAAAAAAAA1c/SUo0GNQsZVk/s72-c/spider.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-6881820969576047203</id><published>2009-09-01T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:01:46.690-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Huge Harold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill Peet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rabbit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colored pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitting in'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hunting'/><title type='text'>Huge Harold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sp3f38teleI/AAAAAAAAA1E/hE-YlVm97UE/s1600-h/harold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sp3f38teleI/AAAAAAAAA1E/hE-YlVm97UE/s320/harold.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376699682432914914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hadn't reviewed any Bill Peet books for the blog and the absence was starting to get to me. Bill Peet is best known as a story man for the Disney company but during that time he also managed to write a ton of books for children. He worked on films like 101 Dalmatians, The Jungle Book, Dumbo, and Alice in Wonderland. His children's stories are He has got to be one of my favorite authors and illustrators. I compare him with Gene Zion and Don Freeman, masters of stories with warm wonderful illustrations and likable characters. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huge Harold is about a rabbit named Harold who grows up way too much. He becomes several times larger than any other rabbit. His parents are forced to send him away with the statement that he won't be safe with them. So Harold sets off but he quickly discovers that he's not safe in the woods after he is chased by foxes in weasels. He tries to stay in a garden but the farmer discovers him and starts chasing him. Harold eventually finds himself in an old abandoned house but even that won't work after he is discovered. He is chased by hunters all through the fall and eventually in the winter, decides to take shelter in a barn. The farmer who finds him does not chase him off. Instead he feeds Harold good food and takes care of him. Harold is suspicious that he is being fattened up for rabbit stew but the farmer has a different plan. He teaches Harold to pull a cart and wins horse races with him. From then on Harold is adored as the rabbit as big as a horse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story is wonderfully warm and I loved the character of Harold. He is a sweet rabbit that just can't seem to fit in. He is often sad and constantly tired and hungry but he is just so cute that I could look past even his flashes of pessimism. The text is rhyming with a simple couplet rhyme scheme. "So he spotted a hide-out and with a big hop, He came plopping down in a leafy treetop. This fooled the hunters and also their dogs, Who sniffed round the tree trunk and peeked into logs." The writing is silly in places and the rhyme actually does a lot to keep us from getting depressed. Harold is often despairing and regularly makes remarks about not being able to go on. Originally I was surprised about this but the sadness just makes the big rabbit an underdog and we root for him all the harder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The illustration are classic Bill Peet. Using colored pencil and tons of shading Peet is able to created characters that spring to live. I love the goofy grin on the face of Harold as he is happily munching away on the lettuce in one farmer's garden (not the cover image though). It certainly makes up for the number of scared or sad poses that Harold has to take. One image, of Harold sitting by a pond, is enough to break your heart. There is so much emotion in every page of this book, most of it on the part of the giant rabbit. We see his excitement, his sadness, his exhaustion, and his pride. This illustrations, like most of Peet's work, is just filled to the brim with heart. This is one of my favorite Bill Peet's and truly one of my favorite books.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-6881820969576047203?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6881820969576047203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/huge-harold.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/6881820969576047203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/6881820969576047203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/huge-harold.html' title='Huge Harold'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sp3f38teleI/AAAAAAAAA1E/hE-YlVm97UE/s72-c/harold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-280820237430463628</id><published>2009-08-31T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T09:09:07.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter Pan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ridley Pearson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave Barry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter and the Starcatchers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J.M. Barrie'/><title type='text'>Peter and the Starcatchers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Spv1j670zdI/AAAAAAAAA0o/UWswG2_vd1w/s1600-h/peter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376160577661226450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Spv1j670zdI/AAAAAAAAA0o/UWswG2_vd1w/s320/peter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Years ago, I finally made the leap and read the original Peter Pan by J.M. Barrie. I was going back to read all the classic children's books I had missed as a child. (Mary Poppins, Wizard of Oz) I was less than thrilled with Peter Pan even though I had loved the Disney film as a child. Peter was too cocky, too arrogant for me. I remember being annoyed by him more than anything. I found myself enjoying the character of Captain Hook quite a bit more, with his focus on manners and his evilness. It seems such a fun juxtoposition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when my brother mentioned that I should read &lt;a href="http://www.davebarry.com/"&gt;Dave Barry&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.ridleypearson.com/"&gt;Ridley Pearson's&lt;/a&gt; Peter and the Starcatchers I wasn't particularly excited. Although I've loved Dave Barry's writing for decades I wasn't sure that I wanted a re-write of the book. But from the moment I opened this chapter book, I was hooked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book tells the story of Peter Pan before he becomes Pan. In the beginning we see him as a young orphan, sold off into slavery, and placed on the ship the Never Land. Strange things are afoot on the boat though. There is a young girl (Molly) who is guarding a mysterious trunk. A trunk that makes everyone who touches it happy. The Never Land, the most worthless boat in the world, is carrying a fantastic treasure. And that treasure is being hunted by the ferocious pirate Black Stache (Hook with both hand intact). After mistakenly attacking the wrong ship, Black Stache and his crew finally take the Never Land but before they can grab the trunk, Peter and Molly toss it overboard. Just in time as the boat is destroyed on the rocks of a small island. Peter, Molly, the other orphan boys, Black Stache, and the captain of the Never Land all wash ashore on this small island. From then on it is a race to find the trunk with everyone, including the local natives, hunting for the treasure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book is non-stop action from the very beginning with a ton of laughs and some tender moments mixed in. The early chapters cover most of the boat journey which is at times exciting and at time hilarious. I particularly loved Black Stache's secret weapon, "the ladies". But what I really loved was the scenes that take place on the island. This island is what will become Neverland, named after the ship of course. There we get the chance to meet Mister Grin, the gigantic crocodile that will eventually become Hook's nemesis. We meet the mermaids, who are created from fish after having contact with the stuff in the trunk. That is where Peter finally gains immortality and the ability to fly. We see where the lost boys come from and the native tribe that Peter becomes friends with. This is prequel at it's best. We even discover the origins of Tinkerbell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barry and Pearson create a fun story but I loved how they tied the story so closely with the original Barrie tale. I mostly enjoyed realizing what part each character would play in the later book. This was a quick read and would make an excellent read-aloud. The writing is wonderful and the characters are interesting. I was impressed by the books treatment of Peter, making him incredibly likable and kind of lost. He is forced into leadership in many ways. Instead of the braggert of Barrie's book, we see a young man who is just trying to do what is best for his lost boys. A wonderful tale and a lot of fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-280820237430463628?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/280820237430463628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/peter-and-starcatchers.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/280820237430463628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/280820237430463628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/peter-and-starcatchers.html' title='Peter and the Starcatchers'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Spv1j670zdI/AAAAAAAAA0o/UWswG2_vd1w/s72-c/peter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-1801119158065091999</id><published>2009-08-29T13:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T13:42:28.997-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeremy Tankard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kindness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grumpy Bird'/><title type='text'>Jeremy Tankard is Awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was posted both here, and on &lt;a href="http://cab-ancoraimparo.blogspot.com"&gt;Ancora Imparo&lt;/a&gt;, my other blog, mostly because I was just that excited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A couple weeks ago I did a review here of &lt;a href="http://www.jeremytankard.com/"&gt;Jeremy Tankard&lt;/a&gt;'s fantastic children's book, Grumpy Bird. I had loved the characters of this little story, enjoyed the dialogue, and absolutely adored Jeremy's art style. It is a wonderful book and I was happy to say some nice things about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpmQrWI0zPI/AAAAAAAAAz4/qtQ9cz6X2bU/s1600-h/grumpy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpmQrWI0zPI/AAAAAAAAAz4/qtQ9cz6X2bU/s320/grumpy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375486704594767090" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two days or so after the review was posted I got an email from Jeremy. He said how much he'd liked the review and asked if he could send me a poster and a sketch. Honestly I was just excited that he had read the review but I was thrilled that he wanted to send me something. He also linked to me on his &lt;a href="http://www.jeremytankard.com/2009/#000254"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yesterday during work, Jeff called me to tell me that I had a big envelope in the mail. And that it came from Tankard illustration. That was about two. I could hardly wait the two and a half hours to head home and see what he had sent. And they were awesome. I got two posters, one primarily from Grumpy Bird (below, although the color is a bit off).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpmQs5E1ywI/AAAAAAAAA0I/4xynN282hlY/s1600-h/100_5442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpmQs5E1ywI/AAAAAAAAA0I/4xynN282hlY/s320/100_5442.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375486731153165058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second is an image from the poster of Boo Hoo Bird, Jeremy's newest. It had four panels and wouldn't fit in the frame for a picture so you get to see my favorite image, although not the one he signed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpmQsKdBWeI/AAAAAAAAA0A/_LG4e1Jz-0M/s1600-h/100_5444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpmQsKdBWeI/AAAAAAAAA0A/_LG4e1Jz-0M/s320/100_5444.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375486718638119394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my favorite was this sketch (below) that he created for me. I went out today to buy frames and hope to have at least the sketch and the poster up on the wall in my studio this weekend. So this is a gigantic public thank you to Jeremy Tankard and an endorsement of his books (&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Grumpy-Bird-Jeremy-Tankard/dp/0439851475/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1251578404&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;Grumpy Bird&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Boo-Hoo-Bird-Jeremy-Tankard/dp/0545065704/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1251578449&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Boo Hoo Bird&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Me-Hungry-Jeremy-Tankard/dp/1406319333/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1251578486&amp;amp;sr=8-3"&gt;Me Hungry!&lt;/a&gt;). Thanks Jeremy!!! You are too kind!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpmRlpA3ADI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/jpnB0zKChCc/s1600-h/100_5430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpmRlpA3ADI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/jpnB0zKChCc/s320/100_5430.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375487706094043186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpmQteJV9fI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/qMTEWlKoLhA/s1600-h/100_5430.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-1801119158065091999?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1801119158065091999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/jeremy-tankard-is-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/1801119158065091999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/1801119158065091999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/jeremy-tankard-is-awesome.html' title='Jeremy Tankard is Awesome'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpmQrWI0zPI/AAAAAAAAAz4/qtQ9cz6X2bU/s72-c/grumpy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-5018922212311190300</id><published>2009-08-27T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T06:55:54.655-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neil Gaiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coraline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry Selick'/><title type='text'>Watching Coraline</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpaQVYAjFxI/AAAAAAAAAzY/sxVsTo2oiqU/s1600-h/coraline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374641902209668882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpaQVYAjFxI/AAAAAAAAAzY/sxVsTo2oiqU/s320/coraline.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was also posted on Ancora Imparo but I thought it would fit here as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read Neil Gaiman’s creepy little story right after it came out. I remember sitting on the stairs after getting dressed that morning trying to finish the book before I had to go to work. I also remember taking it to work with me so that I could read the final conflict between Coraline and the other mother from my desk drawer. I simply had to find out what happened. I loved the story. As I have said repeatedly, here and to anyone else who will listen, &lt;a href="http://www.neilgaiman.com/"&gt;Neil Gaiman&lt;/a&gt; has to be one of the most imaginative and fantastic writers out there. I’m constantly impressed by his work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Coraline came out in the theaters, I didn’t go, mostly because I hate the theaters. I also don’t normally like movies that are based off books I’ve loved. The book is almost always better. But curiosity got the better of me. And on Sunday I bought the movie (collector’s edition and all) sight unseen with the knowledge that even if I didn’t like the treatment I would love the animation. I wasn’t disappointed. The stop motion animation story of Coraline is a visual masterpiece. I’ve always been a huge fan of stop motion and Henry Selick carries it to its most beautiful and believable conclusion. There were times in the film last night where I was so caught up in the incredible colors and settings that I forgot that the film was stop motion. I am constantly in awe of the amount of thought and work that goes into making a film like this. That’s why I had to buy the collector’s edition. I wanted the “making of” features.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The film stays mostly true to the book with a couple notable changes. While I understand the addition of the character of Wybie, I was mostly just annoyed with him. In fact I, like Coraline, preferred the silent version in the other mother’s world. I loved the treatment of Bobinski and the actresses downstairs Misses Forcible and Spink. Coraline was a wonderful character and we really get a chance to see the depth of her emotion. I’m constantly amazed by how they can create such deep emotions with puppets. But I really thought the Other Mother stole the show. They created a character so cloyingly sweet at the beginning that she is almost smothering, and then a character so incredibly evil that I’m sure there were plenty of children who went home and had nightmares. The film seemed an interesting mix of childish and adult and I went away with the feeling that the movie was actually more geared towards adults than children. That is not a criticism. It is rare to find animated films that have an edge and this one delivered. There were wonderful moments of humor but there was also an edge of creepiness throughout the film.&lt;br /&gt;After watching the film I sat down to watch the “making of” features. I am constantly in awe of any type of animation but stop motion in particular. The bonus features were interesting although I’ll be on the lookout for a book that covers it as well. I wanted more of the puppet building and less on the voicing of the characters. But I may be one of the few people who are interested in that kind of thing. Considering I spent the rest of the evening on the couch reading a “making of” book for Toy Story, I’m far more interested than the average joe. (by the way, did anyone else know that Joss Whedon helped write the script for Toy Story?) I sadly can’t watch Coraline in 3-D (I tried) but with only one real working eye, everything just looked green. But even without the 3-D, I was pulled into the film. I was impressed and awed by the movie, but a little disappointed with the bonus features. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-5018922212311190300?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5018922212311190300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/watching-coraline.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/5018922212311190300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/5018922212311190300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/watching-coraline.html' title='Watching Coraline'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpaQVYAjFxI/AAAAAAAAAzY/sxVsTo2oiqU/s72-c/coraline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-270389085866304485</id><published>2009-08-26T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:03:28.555-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Wiesner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fritz Leiber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gonna Roll the Bones'/><title type='text'>Gonna Roll the Bones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpX3c26F5KI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/jdkNmVhw9MU/s1600-h/roll-bones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpX3c26F5KI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/jdkNmVhw9MU/s320/roll-bones.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374473805484123298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sure if I was planning to review this book or not. I kept picking it up and putting it down. As my regular readers know, I love David Wiesner. But on the other hand this story, adapted from a story written by Fritz Leiber, is a bit darker than most of the stuff I have reviewed. This shouldn't be surprising since Leiber is a classic horror writer but I didn't really know what I was getting into with this unusual picture book. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who don't know, rolling the bones, refers to playing craps which in itself is an interesting idea of a picture book. But this isn't just an odd tale about gambling. This is a story about the devil and addiction and death. The tale follows Joe, a farmer who has an addiction to gambling. But he also has luck on his side and has never managed to lose a craps game. While walking one evening he comes upon a saloon and starts to play. Joe starts out winning but there are two people at the table who will be a huge challenge for him. The first is a high-roller named Mr. Bones. The second is a shadowy figure with deep-set eyes. Joe decides he wants to see the big gambler play but when Joe catches him cheating, the stakes go higher. Finally the high-roller (who is really the devil in disguise) bets Joe for his life. Joe accepts the bet, and loses. He attacks the devil who disappears and escapes but can't quite go home again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wiesner gives some information at the back of the book about why he chose to illustrate this story. Although this is an unusual picture book subject, the book did lead Wiesner to trying wordless picture books, and for that I owe it a debt of gratitude. The story is certainly not a regular children's book subject but the story did win a Hugo when it was originally published by Leiber. Wiesner says that he was attempting to introduce the story to a younger audience but I would be more likely to say that this book is probably geared more towards junior high students and above. The subject is dark, the story is sad and sometimes foreboding, and the imagery may leave some children with nightmares. The story seems to have a "Legend of Sleepy Hollow" feeling to it and will incite just as many bad dreams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The illustrations are unique for a picture book. Wiesner uses pencil drawings on vellum to create a dark, old fashioned look. I would almost claim that the images are oppressive in a way. This is perfect for a horror story. The same way Joe feels closed in by his home and his family, we feel that same claustrophobic feeling. The saloon is brighter and lighter but filled with creepy characters. Even the dice seem menacing. For a horror story, Wiesner creates the perfect images. The pencil is very interesting and the first time I looked at it, the images seemed unfinished. There are lines that would have normally been removed in a more polished piece. But somehow that works to add just an element of eeriness to the story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An interesting faustian tale of gambling and debts. I'm still not sure that this is a picture book for children. But for adults, it is a surprisingly creepy tale. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-270389085866304485?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/270389085866304485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/gonna-roll-bones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/270389085866304485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/270389085866304485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/gonna-roll-bones.html' title='Gonna Roll the Bones'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpX3c26F5KI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/jdkNmVhw9MU/s72-c/roll-bones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-4264762540400338258</id><published>2009-08-25T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T19:28:59.875-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilary Knight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mischief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eloise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay Thompson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plaza Hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disapproval'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rebellion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Eloise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpSd3IGj8LI/AAAAAAAAAzA/CBlk7c3Rgzw/s1600-h/Eloise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpSd3IGj8LI/AAAAAAAAAzA/CBlk7c3Rgzw/s320/Eloise.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374093825753215154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother never read Eloise to us when we were children. It was only when I got older that I realized that this children's classic was missing. Considering the size of our library, this was a shocking omission. But after checking it out from the library, I think I may have figured out some reasons that my mother never bought the book. The story was wonderful but Eloise may not be my mother's idea of a good role model. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kay Thompson's classic story starts with the simple line "I am Eloise. I am six." And from there our narrator takes off on her adventures. Eloise doesn't sit still, ever. If she's not tormenting the staff at the Plaza Hotel, where she lives, she's driving her nanny insane. This is a little girl whose idea of fun is pouring water down the mail shoot and drawing on the walls. She sneaks into weddings, crashes fancy parties, annoys her tutor, and tommy-knocks. She's a regular terror for parents. Sadly for the staff at the Plaza, hers aren't around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mother would have hated this character. Eloise is everything that my mother taught us not to be. She is wild and rude and free. And in that, lies her appeal. I've read tons of books with good sweet characters in them. Children who, although they don't always behave, are generally good. Eloise is not that. She's the unruly child that every child wants to be but doesn't get the chance to be. She lives a lifestyle that even now, seems desirable to me. I would love to be able to order room service for every meal and have a maid come in to clean up my house. Eloise has complete freedom and unlimited funds. How could any child not be envious? If I had read this story as a child I would have been entranced by her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reading the story as a grown-up makes a huge difference. I still envy some of Eloise's lifestyle but the adult in me bristles at her mischief. I feel sorry for the staff, the nanny, the tutor. I do love the rebellion of the character. The anti-hero of the children's world. I am fascinated and repulsed by this story. Perhaps it is because I was not that mischievous child. Perhaps it is because I've been an adult for too long and know the costs and frustrations involved. What I did love unabashedly about the book was the wonderful illustrations by Hilary Knight. Knight uses only a couple colors to create the world of the Plaza and its most famous resident. The entire story is told in black, white and pink. And somehow the images captures both the majesty of the hotel and the chaos that is Eloise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed the story. I like the characters, loved the hotel, envied the lifestyle, and enjoyed the madcap action. But a good part of me had my finger wagging and a tsk tsk on my lips. Love her or hate her, Eloise is a character all her own. And now I know why we never had this book at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-4264762540400338258?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4264762540400338258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/eloise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4264762540400338258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4264762540400338258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/eloise.html' title='Eloise'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpSd3IGj8LI/AAAAAAAAAzA/CBlk7c3Rgzw/s72-c/Eloise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-6333107760805134505</id><published>2009-08-20T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T18:52:50.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eve Titus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul Galdone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anatole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Anatole</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpCewdIFgAI/AAAAAAAAAyo/-3mCXViydd8/s1600-h/anatole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpCewdIFgAI/AAAAAAAAAyo/-3mCXViydd8/s320/anatole.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372968910742454274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Almost 50 years before Pixar introduced us to a tiny mouse who wanted to cook in Ratatouille, Eve Titus introduced the world to another culinary mouse named Anatole. Anatole, like his animated cousin lives in Paris and becomes unhappy with the idea of stealing food. The stories are similar which is not surprising. Eve Titus’ story of a mouse who wants to give back has stood the test of time and has just returned to print for its fiftieth anniversary edition. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The story starts with Anatole heading out for his nightly rounds of food stealing with his friend. The two go out every evening together to the take food from the houses of the people. One night Anatole overhears people talking about how terrible it the stealing is. He decides that he doesn’t want to steal food ever again. So the next night, Anatole leaves his friend behind and instead sneaks to a cheese factory in the city. He samples each of the cheeses and then heads home with an idea. He writes up little cards and then returns to the factory that night. He samples the cheeses and offers suggestions for how to improve them. The factory take his suggestions seriously and suddenly their sales start going up rapidly. The factory owner tries hard to meet Anatole to thank him for the new success. When Anatole refuses to meet them he gives the mouse a job as official taster with the perk of getting to bring home as much cheese as he wants. And Anatole never has to steal cheese again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The story is such a quiet endearing little tale that I’m not surprised that it has stood the test of time. The character of Anatole, with his little beret and bicycle, is charming and grown-up in a way that is unusual as a children’s story. It seems such a grown-up story and theme. Titus is clearly not talking down to her audience. She uses language that is more adult than what we often see in children’s books. One of my favorite exchanges between Anatole and his friend Gaston illustrates this well. “It is horrible to feel scorned and unwanted! Where is my self-respect? My pride? My honor?” Gaston shrugged his shoulders indifferently. “Resign yourself, Anatole. Cest la vie!” Using this more advanced language, Titus creates characters that are intelligent and likable. Paul Galdrone, the illustrator, creates wonderful scenes really bringing the little mouse and his Paris to life. The illustrations are mix of black and white drawings, watercolor images, and full paint washes. The colors are deep and subdued (often blues) making this story sweet and quiet. In fact, this had to be one of the most quiet, thoughtful, and intelligent children’s stories I’ve read in a long time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-6333107760805134505?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6333107760805134505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/anatole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/6333107760805134505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/6333107760805134505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/anatole.html' title='Anatole'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SpCewdIFgAI/AAAAAAAAAyo/-3mCXViydd8/s72-c/anatole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-9125925911736281144</id><published>2009-08-15T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T18:24:03.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='While Mama Had a Quick Little Chat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amy Reichert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexandra Boiger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elegant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime'/><title type='text'>While Mama Had a Quick Little Chat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SotT83qGrSI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/IuKlZx6R4PY/s1600-h/chat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 187px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SotT83qGrSI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/IuKlZx6R4PY/s320/chat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371479285767253282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love finding fun little books that I wasn't expecting. I love picking up some random book at the library and being completely enchanted by it. That was definitely the case with While Mama Had a Quick Little Chat by Amy Reichert and illustrated by &lt;a href="http://www.alexandraboiger.com/"&gt;Alexandra Boige&lt;/a&gt;r. I picked up the book on a whim and it has become my favorite read for the week. Not often do I find a story that mixes such a funny adorable story with elegant colorful illustrations. This book was wonderful, through and through. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story, which is told in rhyme, starts when Mama gets a call from Uncle Fred and asks Rose to get herself ready for bed. Rose is just set to comply when the doorbell rings. It is some men with party supplies. Rose insists that there is no party at her house but lets them in anyway. They decorate the hall, much to Rose's protests. She tries to get her mother off the phone to help but she continues to tell her, just a couple more minutes. Then the party guests arrive. Rose is unsure what to do but greets all of the guests and tries to make them welcome after her mother tells her to try her best (thinking she's getting ready for bed). Then the band starts to play and a wizard does party tricks until Mama finally says that she's getting off the phone. Rose hurries the guests out and manages to get herself tucked into bed just in time. The book, just like each other page, ends with the line. "It's hard to believe, but Rose did ALL that, before Mama finished her quick little chat." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story and wording of this book are silly and funny and make a wonderful read-aloud. The character of Rose is sweet, trying so hard to be obedient, but still playing a good hostess. She wants so much to make her mother proud and be ready for bed, even with all the distractions. She's not like other characters I've seen who revel in the chaos. Rose does the best she can. Her mother is shown regularly in different positions as she talks on the phone. She is constantly telling Rose to leave her alone as Rose tries to turn her attention to the party in the foyer. The rhymes are not simply descriptive but mix great dialogue into instruction. I loved her use of rhyme in dialogue. This was one of my favorites: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then waiters rushed in with trays of hors d'oeuvres.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They handed Rose one and said "Please help us serve"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"There's no party!" cried Rose. "There's no need for food!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Feed your guests," they insisted. "You mustn't be rude!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rhymes were so much fun that I ended up reading the book several times to pick up on all the wording nuances. Reichert's story is full of wonderful dialogue, enjoyable rhymes, and great miscommunications. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boiger's pictures are beautifully colored with a hint of sophistication. There is something very dressed up about the characters which makes me think of the early 20s. The fashions of the party guests are elegant, furs and hats and fringes. The images go from a simple house and our introduction to both mother and daughter, to a chaotic ballroom with color everywhere. There is an interesting mix between pages. Spreads with only mother and daughter are filled with white space and very simple. The spreads with the party are often full pages of color and detail. We see the difference between the simple tasks that Rose is expected to do (and her mother's never-ending call) and the chaos that is going on throughout the rest of the house. There is a touch of cartoon to the images but with tons of details. Rose is well captured with her red hair and her white dress. She's a model of innocent while her mother is a picture of flighty and distraction. Boiger makes each character shine with little touches for all. Visually simple but elegant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was my favorite story of the ones I picked out this week and I was so shocked since I checked it out on a whim. The story is lighthearted and funny and children will love it as a bedtime read.  The illustrations are glamorous and overall I was charmed by this story. I'll be picking this one up for sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-9125925911736281144?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9125925911736281144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/while-mama-had-quick-little-chat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/9125925911736281144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/9125925911736281144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/while-mama-had-quick-little-chat.html' title='While Mama Had a Quick Little Chat'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SotT83qGrSI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/IuKlZx6R4PY/s72-c/chat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-8186070753632869048</id><published>2009-08-13T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:59:34.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jarrett Krosoczka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farm animals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punk Farm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='energy'/><title type='text'>Punk Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SoRUIRPAd1I/AAAAAAAAAyA/XI8Z_EYYZWQ/s1600-h/punk-farm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369509156774508370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SoRUIRPAd1I/AAAAAAAAAyA/XI8Z_EYYZWQ/s320/punk-farm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;About a year ago, I somehow landed on &lt;a href="http://www.studiojjk.com/"&gt;Jarrett Krosoczka's website&lt;/a&gt;, liked his art style, and started reading his blog regularly. This was before I had read any of the books he had out. Over the last year I've been slowly collecting his work, from Max For President to Bubble Bath Pirates to Baghead. He has two new graphic novels coming out right now (the Lunch Lady series) and I'm so excited to get my hands on those. But somehow, through all of my adoration of his work, I've managed to not read his most popular story, Punk Farm. So when I was at the library this week, I noticed it was checked in (finally!!) and picked it up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Punk Farm starts out like any other farm story. We see the hardworking farmer toiling happily amid his farm animals. But when the day is done, the story changes. Farmer Joe goes to his home, and the farm animals whip out guitars, drums, and microphones to put on a great concert. Farm animals from all over come in to see their favorite band play. And of course what song do they play? Old McDonald of course. Pig is on guitar, Cow is on drums, Goat is on bass, Chicken is on keyboards, and Sheep does vocals. These guys are the coolest animals in the barnyard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is impossible for me to describe this book without words like high-energy and excitement. Like any good punk song, this book is really high energy with a bit of an edge thrown in. Krosoczka uses a bright palette that makes each illustration pop of the page. The illustrations, which are painted, seem to go from very defined and somewhat subdued, when the farmer is around, to chaotic and blurred during the concert. I love how Krosoczka treats the book as almost a documentary about the band. We see them getting ready for the show and watch the crowd streaming in. The first time I read it, the book seemed almost like an animal homage to "This is Spinal Tap". Cleverly done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Krosoczka seems to have a ton of fun with the story. The lyrics are creatively changed so that the moos and clucks of the standard song are replaced by keyboard and drum sounds. He throws in a ton of fun little side jokes like the sheep waiting to buy tickets with a hat that says "Obey". I loved the "Thank You Wisconsin" thrown out at the end of the set which just reminds me of "In the Street". Even the little thank you note from the band at the end is a clever dedication from Jarrett. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This would be a great read aloud book for kids, who will particularly like the song. Adults will enjoy the little inside jokes and the general energy of the book. This is one of the more high-octane books I've read in a while. The animals have a celebrity status that adults will chuckle at. Kids will just find the band cool. The band's number one song can be downloaded from Jarrett's website and the book has been optioned as a possible film. I can see why it's so popular. This book was quirky and fun and energizing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-8186070753632869048?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8186070753632869048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/punk-farm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8186070753632869048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8186070753632869048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/punk-farm.html' title='Punk Farm'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SoRUIRPAd1I/AAAAAAAAAyA/XI8Z_EYYZWQ/s72-c/punk-farm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-6155405220283193081</id><published>2009-08-11T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T08:54:09.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rules'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children&apos;s books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Horn Book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='readers'/><title type='text'>Rules for Nonreaders</title><content type='html'>This was originally posted in January 2009 on &lt;a href="http://cab-ancoraimparo.blogspot.com/2009/01/rules-for-nonreaders.html"&gt;Ancora Imparo&lt;/a&gt; but I figured it fit better over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous library I worked in subscribed to the Horn Book. The Horn Book is a children's literature review magazine. It covers hundreds of children's books in each edition giving out stars to the best enjoyed titles. When we would weed out the collection I would go through each issue looking for books that looked interested or good articles. It was in the March/April 2001 issue that I found the "Rules for Raising a Nonreader" and I knew I had to pull out that list. My parents had raised me (and all my brothers and sisters) as readers and I'm happy to say they never did any of the things on this list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been something of a nonreader recently in that I haven't been working on a book every night. I read every couple of days and for me that seems almost scandelous. But I have friends who don't have books in their house. (unfathomable for me) Whose kids never pick up a book for fun. Last year a U.S.A. Today poll found that one in four people had not read a single book in the previous year. I get testy if it's been more than five days since I last read for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without further ado, here is the way to make sure your child grows up as a non-reader. Remember people, that TV's not going to watch itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Never read where your children see you&lt;br /&gt;2. Put a TV or a computer in every room. Don't neglect kitchen or bathrooms.&lt;br /&gt;3. Correct your child every time he or she mispronounces a word.&lt;br /&gt;4. Schedule activites every day after school so your child will never be bored.&lt;br /&gt;5. Once your child can read independently, toss out the picture books. They're for babies.&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't play board games together. Too dull.&lt;br /&gt;7. Give little rewards for reading. Stickers and plastic toys are nice. Money is better.&lt;br /&gt;8. Don't expect your child to enjoy reading. Kid's books are for teaching vocabulary, proper study skills, and good morals.&lt;br /&gt;9. Buy only 40 watt bulbs for your lamps.&lt;br /&gt;10. Under no circumstances read your child the same book over and over. He or she heard it once and should remember it.&lt;br /&gt;11. Never allow your child to listen to books on tape; that's cheating.&lt;br /&gt;12. Make sure your kids only read books that are "challenging". Easy books are a complete waste of time. That goes double for comic books and Mad magazine.&lt;br /&gt;13. Absolutely, positively, no reading in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlucky Arithmetic: Thirteen Ways to Raise a Nonreader. Dean Schneider and Robin Smith. The Horn Book, March/April 2001.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember whole days spent lounging on some sofa reading. My parents encouraged us to read and read to us (normally the same books over and over) from the time we were very small. Mom would read picture books to us so many times we would easily have them memorized. Dad read the chapter books to us in the evenings. And once we were old enough to read for ourselves, we devoured every book we could get our hands on. I continue to read picture books (no they're not for babies) and young adult chapter books. I read fiction and nonfiction and almost any genre out there. I will pick up whatever book is handy if I'm waiting somewhere with nothing to do. Reading for me is like breathing. I can't go too long without it. I'm a librarian because I love to read. And I love to read because my parents raised us as readers. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-6155405220283193081?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6155405220283193081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/rules-for-nonreaders.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/6155405220283193081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/6155405220283193081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/rules-for-nonreaders.html' title='Rules for Nonreaders'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-323295843071820967</id><published>2009-08-10T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T12:20:50.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alphabet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tickets to Ride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whimsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mark Rogalski'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amusement park rides'/><title type='text'>Tickets to Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SoBy-ZoTntI/AAAAAAAAAxI/tbNri_tUJkM/s1600-h/tickets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368417172183031506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SoBy-ZoTntI/AAAAAAAAAxI/tbNri_tUJkM/s320/tickets.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are times in my life that I have picked up children's books without having read reviews, without word of mouth recommendations, and knowing nothing of the author. I have bought them on a whim, drawn by some sort of force. Once or twice I've been disappointed but most of the time I'm always pleased and surprised by how good they are. I bought Tickets to Ride by &lt;a href="http://markrogalski.com/"&gt;Mark Rogalski&lt;/a&gt; on a whim. I saw the gorgeous cover, actually not the one above but an equally wonderful one. (I'll see if I can find an image.) I took the book home, not even opening the cover, because it was a bad day and I wanted to be surprised by it. Plus some bad days are greatly improved by buying a book. This book blew any other random purchase away. It easily became one of the prettiest picture books on my shelves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book is a visual feast. I mention the cover, which is unique in itself. Rogalski produced four different covers for the book based on four different page spreads. The book's full title is Tickets To Ride: An Alphabetic Amusement and it is a carnival romp through the alphabet with some of the most beautiful and strange rides ever imagined. Each ride is animal themed, like the Zebra Zepplin which graces the cover above, or the Bear shaped Bumper-Car. Each spread has one page covered with glorious illustration and the other half is covered with a rhyming verse about the ride. We are taken from the amusement park entrance all the way through the last ride, and a beautifully illustrated map of the park. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't even begin to say how incredible Rogalski's illustrations are. These whimsical creations are odd, sweet, and so much fun. The text that goes with them is bouncy but I was completely absorbed in the paintings. It was only when I got to the end that I discovered another secret of the book. Within each illustration is a number, 1-26, which diligent readers must go back and find. There is also, hidden within each page, a little robotic duck. Like the very popular I Spy series I loved going back through to find the duck and the number. Particularly since it allowed me to spend even more time with the strange and wonderful ride creations. This book is a illustrators dream. When looking into writing this I stopped by Rogalski's website, linked above, and noticed that he has another book called Dream Machines. Guess I'll be making a trip to the bookstore again tonight. Another beauty to grace my shelves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-323295843071820967?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/323295843071820967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/tickets-to-ride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/323295843071820967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/323295843071820967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/tickets-to-ride.html' title='Tickets to Ride'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SoBy-ZoTntI/AAAAAAAAAxI/tbNri_tUJkM/s72-c/tickets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-1572923081106594053</id><published>2009-08-06T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T21:52:55.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William Joyce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bently and Egg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frog'/><title type='text'>Bently &amp; Egg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sn0EnsKcVQI/AAAAAAAAAw4/WTqSlzFimJU/s1600-h/bently.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sn0EnsKcVQI/AAAAAAAAAw4/WTqSlzFimJU/s320/bently.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367451410811868418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to start by saying that I love me some William Joyce. I remember the first book of his I ever picked up (A Day With Wilbur Robinson). I picked it up at the bookstore because I had been intriqued by the cover, (how can you not be?) and bought it that afternoon. Then I tried to hunt down the rest of his work. I love his zany sense of style, his detailed and bright illustrations, and his odd and fun stories. One of the great, and frustrating things, about having a favorite author is that there are very few stories of theirs you have never read. I finally found the last of Joyce's this past week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bently and Egg is the story of Bently, a rather lonely frog, who loves to paint and sing. He claims to have only one friend, a duck named Kack Kack. When Kack Kack lays an egg, Bently is jealous of the attention it gets. So when Kack leaves Bently to egg-sit, Bently decides to paint the egg to make it less boring. A little boy, mistaking the duck egg for an Easter egg, runs off with it. Bently follows the boy to attempt to get the egg back. During his journey he runs into a stuffed elephant abandoned in the garden, a little girl who is feeling ill, and a series to transportation problems. When he finally returns the egg to its spot, he is so exhausted that he falls asleep. When he wakes up the egg is gone, but it has hatched. Various friends tell Kack Kack of the adventure that Bently has been on to save the egg and he, her and the new chick become good friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unlike so many of Joyce's books, the illustrations in this book are done in a soft palette of pastels. Colors are muted, giving the book a very gentle feeling. And despite the constant adventure of the book, this story seemed tame and grown-up to me. That is not said as a complaint. Instead the illustrations and the story combine to create a more touching story than Joyce's normal zaniness. Bently seems like a grown-up and I found him to be a character I identified with quite a bit. He is painted with a little vest and spectacles which make him seem practical, smart, old-fashioned, and sometimes a little grumpy. Kack Kack on the other hand seems much more frivolous but sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the greatest parts of this book are the little songs that Bently sings, first to Kack Kack and then to the egg. As he grows to love the egg, the songs become shows of affection for him. What struck me about them is not that he sings but the wordings to the songs. Joyce uses words that we don't often hear in regular society. He always starts the songs for the egg by addressing it as an unusual name. Here is an example of a song when Bently is trying to sail the egg back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, sailin' egg, mast-mainin' egg,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our travels have been whirligig.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sail us to your mother, who&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sits at home and years for --" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love how Joyce uses words like whirligig and mast-maining. This goes back to my idea about Bently being a bit old-fashioned. It is a wonderful touch to a sweet book. I enjoyed the action but the character of Bently and his changing relationship with the egg were what made this a wonderful book for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-1572923081106594053?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1572923081106594053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/bently-egg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/1572923081106594053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/1572923081106594053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/bently-egg.html' title='Bently &amp; Egg'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sn0EnsKcVQI/AAAAAAAAAw4/WTqSlzFimJU/s72-c/bently.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-724004303029015037</id><published>2009-08-05T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T16:54:33.832-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ballet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry Cole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pamela Duncan Edwards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swan'/><title type='text'>Honk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SuTlBfOSOZI/AAAAAAAAA7k/cqKalG8CchE/s1600-h/honk.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SuTlBfOSOZI/AAAAAAAAA7k/cqKalG8CchE/s320/honk.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396690067220740498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger my parents took me to the ballet occasionally. We saw standards like the Nutcracker but we also saw plenty of other shows including a very intriguingly done Macbeth.  Because of that early introduction, I've always loved the ballet. Much like the main character in Honk!: The Story of a Prima Swanerina by Pamela Duncan Edwards. Of course the main character happens to be a swan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story follows Mimi who happens to be flying by the Opera Hall when she spies a ballet in progress. Mimi falls in love with the graceful figures and the dances. She practices at her pond, trying to get the steps right. And then she decides that she should go see another performance. She tries to walk in to the Opera House but is turned away by the manager with the words "No swans in the Opera House!" Mimi tries other ways to sneak in to see the performance but her Honk always gives her away. Finally, as she is about to give up, a late ballerina shows up at the backstage door. Mimi follows her in and takes a place in the lineup of dancers. As the ballerinas and one swan go on stage, Mimi dances all the steps she knows. Luckily the ballet is Swan Lake and audience loves her. She is invited back to perform again the next night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a cute little story about ballet and dedication with a good deal of silliness tucked in. Children will love all the clever ways Mimi tries to sneak into the opera house. I love the random honks that give the swan away. And of course the irony of the ballet being Swan Lake. The focus is more on Mimi than on the ballet itself although the book goes through many of the classic positions of the ballet early in the book. I love how Mimi seems so matter of fact about her going to see the ballet. There is no doubt in her mind that she should be allowed in. Her self-assurance and determination make her a surprising character. Those are not normally attributes given to swans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry Cole provides the illustrations for the book and they are downright beautiful. The soft images seem have a good deal of color and warmth. There is something fuzzy about the images which reminds me of old color films. There seems to be a nostalgic quality to the images to remind us that people used to go to the ballet regularly. The ballerina's dresses and the soft feathers of the swan seem very similar and stand out well against the dark outfits of the manager and the others attending. I enjoyed the colors of the pieces but it was the softness of the images that made them stand out for me. A beautiful book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-724004303029015037?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/724004303029015037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/honk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/724004303029015037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/724004303029015037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/honk.html' title='Honk!'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SuTlBfOSOZI/AAAAAAAAA7k/cqKalG8CchE/s72-c/honk.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-2504670709079689447</id><published>2009-08-03T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T12:48:21.066-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monsters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What&apos;s Under the Bed?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joe Fenton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nighttime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black and white'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoony'/><title type='text'>What's Under the Bed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SneViA4nafI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/-EDaqvAp5-U/s1600-h/fenton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SneViA4nafI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/-EDaqvAp5-U/s320/fenton.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365921892620790258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already admitted many times that I regularly judge a book by its cover. I'm more likely to check out a book if the cover appeals to me. So when I saw the little boy on the cover of Joe Fenton's What's Under the Bed? I knew I had to check the book out. How can you possibly resist those huge glasses, small eyes, worried expression, and adorable teddy bear? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This cute little story is simple but illustrated with an eye towards the adorable and strange. The majority of spreads are in black, white, and shades of grey. But each of them have a speck of color in them to draw attention. Whether it is Fred's (the narrator) blue striped pajamas, or a monster's huge red head, the color draws our attention. The simple story is told in rhyme (apparently I had a theme for the week since most of my books rhymed, unintentional I assure you). It tells the story of Fred, who is told to go to bed. Fred climbs into bed but then thinks he hears a sounds and starts to imagine the scary monsters that could be under his bed. He imagines them green or red, big or small, with sharp nails, or multiple tails. All this time he is seeing the terrible monsters of his imagination. When he finally does look it is only his teddy bear Ted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book is just adorable. Fred is cute with his gigantic head (and even bigger glasses), little body, and excellent expressions. We can see Fred's fear when he is about to look under the bed. He's simply terrified. I loved the roundness of the images. Fred, Ted, and even the bed are rounded, giving it a very visually appealing look for children. Even the monsters are somewhat circular. The monsters are well done to not be terrifying and will more likely make children giggle, then be afraid. These are not the scary monsters of monster movies but softer monsters like those found in Monsters Inc. The dark images heighten the suspense but the gentle roundness of the shapes seems to say that everything will be alright. The illustrations are very cartoony, making them more palatable to children who are easily frightened. The book isn't scary, in fact it's silly. This is a great book for children who are dealing with monsters under the bed. And a cute book for anyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Edit: What's Under the Bed was chosen for the General Mills book giveaway so you may be able to find little copies of the book tucked into your Cheerios and other cereals. I know those spots were very hotly competed for, so my Congratulations to Joe.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-2504670709079689447?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2504670709079689447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-under-bed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/2504670709079689447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/2504670709079689447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-under-bed.html' title='What&apos;s Under the Bed?'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SneViA4nafI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/-EDaqvAp5-U/s72-c/fenton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-191639430193848374</id><published>2009-08-02T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T14:44:10.756-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeremy Tankard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mixed media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adorable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grumpy Bird'/><title type='text'>Grumpy Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SnYIAyp4tfI/AAAAAAAAAwA/bGb_GXd7DNo/s1600-h/grumpy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SnYIAyp4tfI/AAAAAAAAAwA/bGb_GXd7DNo/s320/grumpy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365484815749002738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last week &lt;a href="http://blaine.org/sevenimpossiblethings/?p=1737"&gt;Seven Impossible Things Before Breakfast&lt;/a&gt; (a must read children's book blog) did a column on &lt;a href="http://www.jeremytankard.com/"&gt;Jeremy Tankard&lt;/a&gt;. His new book Boo Hoo Bird was released recently and they were talking about how wonderful the new book was. I liked the look of Tankard’s artwork, with its deep brushstrokes and bright colors. So when they mentioned his previous Bird book I had to go pick it up. Grumpy Bird has the same great colors, unique backgrounds, and fun characters. But it also has something else, a fun story. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The story follows Bird who wakes up grumpy. He’s too grumpy to eat or even to fly. So he decides to walk. As he’s grumpily walking he passes each of his forest friends who decide that walking would be fun. They don’t even mind Bird’s sarcastic and angry responses to them. They just keep walking along behind him. Finally Bird realizes what they are doing. He stops and the play games. Bird forgets that he is grumpy and everyone eventually has a good time. The story is simple, but the dialogue was surprising for a children’s book. Bird is not always nice and sometimes snaps at his friends. And I found that incredibly refreshing. Children will love the repetition of the animal’s question “what are you doing?” and will enjoy seeing what Birds response is.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If the words are fun, the images are just fantastic. Tankard mixes photographs, broad brush strokes, bright colors, and simplistic but adorable characters. Bird in all his grumpiness is very cute. The other animals are sweet looking and done with minimal lines. Raccoon is defined with his mask and ringed tail. Fox looked a little like a cat except he is red. But somehow the simple characters make everything that much sweeter. Even Bird. The backgrounds are some of the most unique I have ever seen. Tankard uses photographs for the far background with painted brush strokes over the top. Close items, like bushes or trees, are heavy ink and very simply done. On top of all this is a wash of color that is almost startling. Tankard uses oranges, yellows, greens, and browns for each of the pages and these are almost always bright. With the bright backgrounds, the red, blue, white, brown, and orange characters stand out well particularly since the characters are outlined in black. This kind of art is fantastic, producing sweetness and brightness for a grumpy subject. The mixed media is inspired and I’m truly in love with Tankard’s style.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is an adorable book that any child would be sure to love. I found myself going back again and again to enjoy the artwork. I was constantly missing little details that I would find later. A brilliant book, both in subject and artwork. I look forward to checking out Boo Hoo Bird as soon as possible. Grumpy Bird left me anything but grumpy. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-191639430193848374?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/191639430193848374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/grumpy-bird.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/191639430193848374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/191639430193848374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/grumpy-bird.html' title='Grumpy Bird'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SnYIAyp4tfI/AAAAAAAAAwA/bGb_GXd7DNo/s72-c/grumpy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-2503852603739577300</id><published>2009-08-01T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T15:08:44.814-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='duck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dimity Duck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sebastien Braun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jane Yolen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsense words'/><title type='text'>Dimity Duck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SnS83GKXD7I/AAAAAAAAAv4/rulbUnqJEzM/s1600-h/dimity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SnS83GKXD7I/AAAAAAAAAv4/rulbUnqJEzM/s320/dimity.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365120710837997490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m going to have my children’s book lover card revoked for this admission but here goes; I’d never read a Jane Yolen before. I’m not sure how I could have gotten to this age without having read one of her books. She’s only written over 250. So when I saw the adorable duck on the front of Dimity Duck I figured I would start with that one. I’m so glad I did. I’ll be picking up more of Ms. Yolen’s books.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dimity Duck is an adorable story that makes me wish I had half of Jane Yolen’s talent with words. I was hooked from this line, “Dimity Duck waddles, she toddles out of bed. Niddy-Noddy goes her tail and Quack! goes her head.” I’m not sure what niddy-noddy means but I love the Quack goes her head part. And this is not the first word that Yolen invents. They are mixed throughout the book. She uses nonsense words to spice up simple rhymes. Words like frithy-frothy drips may not be an actual term, but they create a great impression. These are words that drip off the tongue. The rhyme scheme took a little getting used to when I first started the book but once I read the book aloud the rhythm made sense. This is a wonderful silly story that delighted me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The illustrations by Sebastien Braun are cute, soft, cuddly, and bright. They are perfect illustrations for young children who will love the adorable duck and her cute frog friend. Braun paints Dimity with softness and adorable colors. This is a character that shows her emotions on its face. The design for the book was wonderful with lots of white spaces that give the reader time to enjoy the words and images. The onomatopoeia words are often in a different font and style as the rest of the words and almost jump off the page. The illustration work for this book is beautiful but it was the words in this book that made it amazingly cute.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-2503852603739577300?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2503852603739577300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/dimity-duck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/2503852603739577300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/2503852603739577300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/dimity-duck.html' title='Dimity Duck'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SnS83GKXD7I/AAAAAAAAAv4/rulbUnqJEzM/s72-c/dimity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-8731273125091744572</id><published>2009-07-30T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:13:08.371-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warriors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Watership Down'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Into the Fire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children&apos;s books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erin Hunter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Warriors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SfCGvu6-fZI/AAAAAAAAAmE/RkWB5OPhaZM/s1600-h/warriors.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been a long time since I hid a book in my top desk drawer so that I could steal a couple minutes to read. But this morning I'm doing some work, and then opening the drawer to get my reading fix. I was late this morning because I was reading. I didn't even touch the computer last night so I could have some extra time with the book. Like I said, it's been a long time since I've had a book I couldn't stop reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading the first book in the Warrior series by Erin Hunter, called Into The Wild. Hunter is actually a pseudonym for three English women who write the books. The series follows several colonies of feral cats who have carefully divided hunting grounds. The book follows Rusty, a domestic cat, (or kittypet as the clans call him) who joins the group and learns the ways of the clan. This is complicated because the different clans are warring against each other for hunting territory. Somehow Rusty and an ostracized medicine cat will save the day and I'm dying to know how. I'm only halfway through the book but hope to be done with it tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up the book grudgingly because my nephew told me that I had to read it. I don't read series and thought it sounded kind of silly. I owe him an apology. Although I wouldn't put the book quite on par with Watership Down, it has that kind of feel to it. Each followed animal communities in their quest to survive. Each created elaborate customs and cultural orders in those communities. And each had just enough action to keep the reader turning pages fast to get to the resolution. I claim Watership Down as one of my favorite books. And the book had a number of strange influences on me. I still occasionally think silflay when I see a particularly nice dusk. I almost named a bunny sculpture Fiver. I'm not sure whether Warriors will have as much of an impact on me or even how many of the books (if any) that I read beyond this. But I'm definitely enjoying the ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-8731273125091744572?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8731273125091744572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/warriors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8731273125091744572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/8731273125091744572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/warriors.html' title='Warriors'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-9081288072185997584</id><published>2009-07-23T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T07:13:41.185-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lois Ehlert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feathers for Lunch'/><title type='text'>Feathers For Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SnL79TR1NWI/AAAAAAAAAvw/e0VsGlHRCA0/s1600-h/feathers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364627136717337954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SnL79TR1NWI/AAAAAAAAAvw/e0VsGlHRCA0/s320/feathers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've become a bit of a birder in the last year so Lois Ehlert's Feathers for Lunch was a treasure to find. I again judged a book by its cover and picked it up based on the beautiful illustration on the front. And that was only the tip of the beauty that is this book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ehlert works in collage, creating brightly colored spreads filled with action and beauty. The book follows the adventures of a cat who slips out the front door and attempts to eat the birds in the yard. But the cat is wearing a bell and the birds fly off before he reaches them leaving just feathers behind. The book is told in simple rhyming phrases which would be easy for any child to read by themselves. The first time I read it, I took so much time gawking at the gorgeous art that I didn't even hear the rhyme. On the second time through I noticed the poem-like quality to the book. Ehlert mixes just enough white space in that we are not overwhelmed by action and color and there is a sense of peace to the book, even with its hunting theme. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The birds are what caught my attention in the book. Using bright colored paper Ehlert brings a number of different birds to life. There are warblers, cardinals, blue jays, and more. And each are stylized beautifully. These paper representations are better than some guide books I've seen. Ehlert includes the birds chirps and alarm calls and has a section at the back which gives information on each bird. This is a perfect book for a young child who is interested in birding. They will marvel at the beautiful illustration, enjoy the fun rhymes, and learn a bit about birds in the process. This would be a great book to use before going on a birding field trip with little children. They will get more from this than any field guide. Most pages include the cat and one or two of the birds he is hunting. I can't say enough about those illustrations. Gorgeous. Stunning. They pop off the page. I'm a huge fan of collage work and Ehlert is a master. I'll be checking out more of her work. A gorgeous find. And one that I will be on the lookout to purchase. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-9081288072185997584?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9081288072185997584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/feathers-for-lunch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/9081288072185997584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/9081288072185997584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/feathers-for-lunch.html' title='Feathers For Lunch'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SnL79TR1NWI/AAAAAAAAAvw/e0VsGlHRCA0/s72-c/feathers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-408275750529324135</id><published>2009-07-20T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:43:40.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science Verse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lane Smith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon Scieszka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Math Curse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Science Verse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SmSO2RuE-3I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/lf8vJDmwkNk/s1600-h/science.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360566519598480242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SmSO2RuE-3I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/lf8vJDmwkNk/s320/science.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last month I reviewed &lt;a href="http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/cowboy-and-octopus.html"&gt;Cowboy and Octopus&lt;/a&gt; by the dynamic duo of Jon Scieszka and Lane Smith. I--to put it politely--disliked the book and said so. It was the first and hopefully only time in this blog that I will bash a book. I decided shortly after that review not to do anymore negative reviews. There is no reason for me to write about bad books when there are so many good ones to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is a totally different story when I talk about the duo's title Science Verse, which I finally bought and read this past weekend. I could not be more in love with this book. I picked up a number of books at the bookstore this weekend but I only had eyes for this one. I have read and reread these poems over and over since Saturday. They are just too wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know Science Verse is a somewhat sequel to Math Curse (which I already own). The boy from Math Curse even makes a quick cameo in this book. Here is one instance where a sequel tops the original and that is saying a lot. I loved Math Curse but Science Verse is even better. The book is a series of poems all about science, which are done in the style of famous poems or songs. Evolution, is a silly little poem about (you guessed it) evolution, set to the Battle Hymn of the Republic. Mary Had a Little Worm, a poem about parasites, is a direct takeoff on Mary Had a Little Lamb. And these are the shorter poems. My favorite had to be a poem about the scientific method told to the rhyme of Casey at the Bat. Or the hilarious Dino-Sore told in the same cadence as The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jsworldwide.com/"&gt;Jon Scieszka&lt;/a&gt; is at his marvelous best, combining familiar rhymes and cadences with new and delightful wordings. Kids may want to see what the original poems sound like but I guarantee they will enjoy the new wording so much more. Scieszka is just so witty and clever with the parodies that kids will be singing and reciting the poems over and over. These are funny, silly, wonderful poems. And they will be learning a little about science in the process. Scieszka gives credit where credit is due at the end, listing all the poems and songs that were parodied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be outdone, &lt;a href="http://www.lanesmithbooks.com/"&gt;Lane Smith&lt;/a&gt; has created silly and interesting spreads for each of the poems. His illustrative work is always inventive but in this book he really creates characters that stand out. The poem Evolution has a wonderful spread with each of the evolutionary stages of our narrator. He goes from knuckle dragging monkey, to upright boy wearing his adorable little bow tie. The spreads for Dino-Sore are colorful and just plain beautiful. One of my favorite spreads is for a poem called Water Cycle which looks at the precipitation-evaporation cycle. Our narrator is held in tiny water droplets only to be pushed high in the air during evaporation. Silly, inventive, and always interesting, Smith has easily become one of my favorite illustrators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science Verse is hilarious, innovative, and actually educational. Kids won't understand that they are learning about parasites, the water cycle, or the scientific method, but they will want so many repeated readings that they will soak in the information. Kids will love the funny poems, adults will love recognizing the source poems and songs, and everyone will love this book. Both this and Math Curse should be required reading. I'm excited that both of them now grace my shelves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-408275750529324135?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/408275750529324135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/science-verse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/408275750529324135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/408275750529324135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/science-verse.html' title='Science Verse'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SmSO2RuE-3I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/lf8vJDmwkNk/s72-c/science.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-3194747109502170077</id><published>2009-07-18T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:11:29.747-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegetables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Wiesner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1999'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 29'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science fiction'/><title type='text'>June 29, 1999</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SmI6VWbHd4I/AAAAAAAAAvI/qQUmoNOiHXU/s1600-h/june29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SmI6VWbHd4I/AAAAAAAAAvI/qQUmoNOiHXU/s320/june29.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359910644995291010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every book by David Wiesner I read reminds me of how much of a genius the man is. Wiesner is the master at making the reader step outside the boundaries of normal. His settings are very real but the situations just seem beyond the norm. His Tuesday is one of my favorite wordless books ever and that is based on the simple premise of flying frogs. This book has a touch of Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs meets Tuesday. There is strange and then there is the genius of Wiesner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story starts with Holly Evans beginning a science experiment. She plants vegetables in boxes and then launches them into the air with weather balloons to see what effects heights and atmosphere have on their growth. It is her science experiment for class. A couple weeks later a hiker in the woods find a giant turnip. Suddenly massive vegetables are showing up all over the earth. Holly watches the giant vegetables with interest. Her experiment seems to have had some interesting consequences. That is until the Arugula is found. Holly didn't plant Arugula. She realizes that this is not the result of her experiment. Now the question becomes where the vegetables came from and where her seeds went. Well above the earth, the answer is found. I won't give away the surprising and strange ending. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As always Wiesner's illustrations are what make this book the masterpiece that it is. His image of the broccoli that winds up in Holly's backyard is detailed and odd. He uses the juxtoposition between normal and strange well. All of his work is detailed and colorful and leads the reader into the world. We see the giant vegetables through Holly's eyes. We have the same confusion that her experiment could have produced such amazing food. In fact it is something of a let down to find that the experiment is not the cause. I wanted the oddity to continue. The ending stunned me. But the unusual story drew me in. I loved how the story starts realistically and slowly then becomes more and more unreal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite page was the one with the red peppers, who apparently needed some help getting down to the ground. But the mix of images and words are perfect. Wiesner has such a great sense of the absurd. A wonderful book, and I'm not just saying that because it is filled with food. Silly and fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-3194747109502170077?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3194747109502170077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/june-29-1999.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/3194747109502170077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/3194747109502170077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/june-29-1999.html' title='June 29, 1999'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SmI6VWbHd4I/AAAAAAAAAvI/qQUmoNOiHXU/s72-c/june29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-4440432990236825962</id><published>2009-07-08T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:48:39.429-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seen Art?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacqueline Preiss Weitzman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Can&apos;t Take a Balloon Into the Metropolitan Museum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robin Preiss Glasser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lane Smith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon Scieszka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='museums'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metropolitan Museum of Art'/><title type='text'>You Can't Take a Balloon Into the Metropolitan Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sl6i0V1tDzI/AAAAAAAAAuo/tYUau40cQFc/s1600-h/balloon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sl6i0V1tDzI/AAAAAAAAAuo/tYUau40cQFc/s320/balloon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358899626716761906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wordless picture books have a different kind of energy than other books. There is something magical about relying entirely on images to grasp the story. I am more of a writer than an illustrator but books like You Can't Take a Balloon Into the Metropolitan Museum, reminds me how pictures can be worth a thousand words. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book, designed and illustrated by Jacqueline Preiss Weitzman and Robin Preiss Glasser, is a visual masterpiece. The story follows a little girl's visit to the Metropolitan Museum of Art and a chase through the city of New York for a missing balloon. As the girl and her grandmother attempt to enter the museum with a yellow balloon, a security guard asks her to leave it outside. The girl is hesitant but accepts when the guard promises to watch it for her. The girl is introduced to the greatest art treasures the museum has to offer. The balloon escapes and the guard must chase it throughout the city with the help of various passersby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are two different paces in this book. The story of the girl and her grandmother is quiet, slow as they move between the works of art. The story of the guard and balloon is a madcap rush through the city, as he gathers helpers from each of the scenes he enters. Where the book is strongest is where these paces meet up in each of the different works of art. As the girl is looking at one of Degas' ballet dancers, the guard is running through an ice skating rink of pirouetting skaters. When the girl is looking at Washington Crossing the Delaware, the guard and his group of helpers is taking a small boat across the pond in Central Park. As the girl points out Seurat's Invitation to the Sideshow (a painting of musicians) the guard runs smack dab into a troupe of practicing musicians. These coincidences are well planned and children will enjoy spotting the similarities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book presents artwork in a fun way for kids. The artwork is copied directly into the book and the authors do not attempt to recreate them, which I feel is a strength of the book. I have seen illustrators attempt to recreate traditional works of art with mixed results. The fact that the artwork stands out so well from the rest of the illustration make it simpler for children (and adults alike) to spot the museum pieces. This is a fun book with a message. Children can see these great works, which are referenced in the back, while enjoying the slapstick race of the guard. The happy ending is coincidental but the book is well planned. It is both a serious and a silly book at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sl6i0nVwFzI/AAAAAAAAAuw/865oTjn92GE/s1600-h/seen-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sl6i0nVwFzI/AAAAAAAAAuw/865oTjn92GE/s320/seen-art.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358899631414581042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 163px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was reminded of Jon Scieszka and Lane Smith's art based book called Seen Art?. They too used art to tell a clever story. These books would work well together since You Can't Take a Balloon... covers traditional and antique art (with the exception of the Jackson Pollack) and Seen Art? is very much about modern art. Both have separate stories going on that drives the characters from artwork to artwork. And both are just as much fun. While these books are not substitutes for actually visiting the museums, these books whet children's appetites for art and give a view of the Metropolitan Museum and the Museum of Modern Art. Laugh and enjoy the stories, but the art lesson cannot be denied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-4440432990236825962?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4440432990236825962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-cant-take-balloon-into-metropolitan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4440432990236825962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4440432990236825962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-cant-take-balloon-into-metropolitan.html' title='You Can&apos;t Take a Balloon Into the Metropolitan Museum'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sl6i0V1tDzI/AAAAAAAAAuo/tYUau40cQFc/s72-c/balloon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-108098577769923798</id><published>2009-07-06T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T18:37:50.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='signs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slapstick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='street scene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Once Upon a Banana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jennifer Armstrong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Small'/><title type='text'>Once Upon a Banana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SlKjDN2ZsAI/AAAAAAAAAuA/BicjMGaXA4g/s1600-h/once.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SlKjDN2ZsAI/AAAAAAAAAuA/BicjMGaXA4g/s320/once.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355522182549712898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last year I have become a huge fan of &lt;a href="http://davidsmallbooks.com/"&gt;David Small&lt;/a&gt;. Sometime early this year I picked up a copy of The Gardener that Small illustrated for his wife Sarah Stewart and fell in love with the look. His distinctive style just brings a smile to my face every time I see one of his books. So when looking through the A-author (I'm trying select a book from each bin at my local library) I stumbled upon &lt;a href="http://www.jennifer-armstrong.com/"&gt;Jennifer Armstrong&lt;/a&gt;'s Once Upon a Banana, I knew I had to pick it up. The cover itself was fun with the multi-colored juggler and the bright marquee. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Armstrong's role in the story is a bit odd (not a typical writer's story. More on that in a moment) but David Small makes this book a visual feast. The story begins on the front spread pages, where we see the juggler's monkey run off. The title page shows where he is heading, straight for a banana stand. We then follow both the monkey and the juggler on a madcap adventure through the city. Carts are toppled, people knocked over, bikes flattened, and general chaos ensues. The book has a incredible energy and every page is just filled with action. I spent a good long time with each page just trying to take in everything that was going on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a bit difficult to follow all the action until I realized that there were only a few words on each page (not in regular text form but in the form of signs). Signs like Four-Way Stop, One Way Only, No Parking at This Site, are wonderful clues to lead the reader towards where the action is. We only need to look for the sign to see what will happen on the next page. The foreshadowing is clever and my first reading I didn't really notice it. I'm not sure if Jennifer Armstrong wrote out the signs first and then sent them to David Small but I would assume this was a heavily collaborative work. Other than the small signs there are no words in the story. The plot though is obvious because of the inventive signals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The real beauty I found in this book was the uniqueness of the characters featured in the story. The juggler is a great character, wearing two different colored shoes, orange shorts, a jingle-bell adorned ruffle around his waist, and a strange multi-colored collared shirt. This is clearly a jester but a modern kind that I could see performing on the streets of New York. All the people are unique. We see a woman walking numerous dogs wearing a tutu, a man in a wrestling unitard pushing a cart of groceries, two leather clad bikers, an entirely pink-clad woman with a baby stroller, and so many others. Each disaster creates another, all started by one banana peel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story starts in front of a theater with the performing juggler and somehow manages to round the block and end in front of the same theater with a climax that is explosive. Small is excellent about building and building the energy until we reach the final conclusion. The end pages show the route of the story with a city map. The street signs on each page are cleverly marked out on the map, and even more fun they rhyme when read quickly. I was too slow on each page in order to pick that up the first time. Every inch of this book is covered in illustration. The story itself starts on the cover. I love the references to Laurel and Hardy as sign hangers. Their fate is listed on the back flap of the dust jacket. The book, like Laurel and Hardy, is pure slapstick. And with its bright colors and even more colorful characters, tons of fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-108098577769923798?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108098577769923798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/once-upon-banana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/108098577769923798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/108098577769923798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/once-upon-banana.html' title='Once Upon a Banana'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SlKjDN2ZsAI/AAAAAAAAAuA/BicjMGaXA4g/s72-c/once.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-2253967014825110673</id><published>2009-07-05T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T12:35:26.164-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Wiesner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Three Pigs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fairy tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='innovative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The True Story of the Three Little Pigs'/><title type='text'>The Three Pigs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The story of the three little pigs has been told to death. As children we hear it over and over so frequently that most children can recite the lines "not by the hair of my chinny-chin-chin". We all know the story of the three brother pigs who build houses to see them knocked down. The original story had them eaten. The Disney version had the brothers surviving the attacks. And perhaps it is because we are so familiar with the tale that we are so comfortable parodying it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first time I read The True Story of the Three Little Pigs I was amazed at how easy it was to deconstruct the story into something new. But not even that innovative story had prepared me for &lt;a href="http://www.houghtonmifflinbooks.com/authors/wiesner/home.html"&gt;David Wiesner's&lt;/a&gt; The Three Pigs. I had heard that the book was revolutionary. I had heard that it turned the story on its head but when I finally sat down and read it I was blown away. (pun intended) Wiesner (whose work I adore) is a genius. This book might have to be the most unique I've read in a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Warning: spoilers. If you have not read this book stop right here. Head to the library and pick up a copy. After you are done come back. Otherwise, I might just spoil the greatest children's literary surprise in years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SlEAWIHncZI/AAAAAAAAAtw/Gao8G7YRPME/s1600-h/three-pigs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SlEAWIHncZI/AAAAAAAAAtw/Gao8G7YRPME/s320/three-pigs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355061812056781202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story starts out in the traditional fashion with the pigs and their houses. But when the pig in the straw house is blown out of the frame, the story becomes something entirely new. The three pigs manage to escape the wolf by stepping out of the story and adventuring on their own. I love how they use the dangerous wolf as a paper airplane to set out on their trip. They make a mess of the linear story panels, head butting them and scattering them. They wander into other tales, picking up stray characters on the way. I love the transitions they make between story character and outside characters. In one story, they become black and white illustrations while helping a dragon escape from the knight who intends to slaughter it. As they, and the dragon, leave the story panel they become colored again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was enchanted with how Wiesner plays with the traditional story. The wolf is confused as the narration tells him that he eats the pig up, yet clearly there is no pig to be eaten. The knight is similarly unsure when the dragon he was sent to kill is gone. The narration continues as normal but the characters are simply missing. When the pigs, plus cat (from Hey Diddle Diddle) and dragon, decide to go home they simply rearrange the panels and arrive back at the house of bricks. And everyone, except the wolf, lives happily ever after. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The visual work on this book is incredible. Wiesner creates different looks for the different tales and manages to slip his characters in. Children will love recognizing the pigs in each of their different versions. Once the characters slip out of the story frame they become more lifelike. What used to be a pig outline, is suddenly covered with fur and color. What used to be a black and white dragon, is now a multicolored scaly beast. We get the idea that these characters are much more themselves when not confined to their designated script. The place outside of the stories is all white, which for me symbolized the idea of a blank slate. That anything could happen. And certainly as we see the pigs say "lets explore this place" and take off in their wolf designed paper airplane, we feel the freedom that an unlimited adventure can contain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't recommend this book highly enough. Children and adults will both be enchanted with the unique story and the innovative drawings. Wiesner has outdone himself. It is no surprise to me that this book won the Caldecott. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-2253967014825110673?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2253967014825110673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/three-pigs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/2253967014825110673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/2253967014825110673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/three-pigs.html' title='The Three Pigs'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SlEAWIHncZI/AAAAAAAAAtw/Gao8G7YRPME/s72-c/three-pigs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-4572192058772260880</id><published>2009-07-03T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T13:15:02.915-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adorable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gillian Shields'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goldfish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogfish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan Taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>Dogfish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sk5mWCSbhbI/AAAAAAAAAto/pJlrwn_Io7s/s1600-h/dogfish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sk5mWCSbhbI/AAAAAAAAAto/pJlrwn_Io7s/s320/dogfish.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354329535747425714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wasn't already in love with the pictures in Dogfish, I would have still fallen in love with the story. This has to be one of the cutest stories to be published in the last couple of years. The book, written by Gillian Shields and illustrated by Dan Taylor, is the wonderful story of a young boy who realized just how wonderful a pet can be. Even if it's just a goldfish. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The full story is about our young narrator who wants a dog. He sees that everyone else has a dog and wants one. Instead he only has a goldfish. And the goldfish can't fetch a stick, go on walks, or play with him. But Mom gives the boy all kinds of reasons why he can't have a dog. The boy is sad, mom is sad, and the goldfish is sad. Until the mom suggests that the boy want what he has. The boy trains his goldfish to catch sticks. He takes him for walks. He plays games with him. And suddenly he realizes just how wonderful it is to have a goldfish for a pet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story is cute and clever. When the mom questions how they would keep a dog, the boy always has a clever response. The author doesn't take the subject to seriously though. I love lines like, "These are our sad looks" showing the sad boy and the sad goldfish. There is sadness and happiness in this absolutely adorable book. Children will be cheering for the boy and the fish. Shields manages to capture the thoughts of a child well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The illustrations are rounded, simple, and adorable. Everything in the illustrations is soft and so cute you want to pinch their cheeks. The page spreads are colorful and filled with multiple illustrations. Taylor uses texture to create very tactile images. All the images are digital but Taylor is careful to make sure that we see them as almost hand-drawn. The boy's hair is made with what look like pencil marks that have been digitally created. But it is the roundness of the illustrations that make them so wonderful. Children and adults will absolutely love these pictures. This is Taylor's first book but I hope to see many more. His design work is modern, refreshing, and cute. This is an adorable book that any child would love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-4572192058772260880?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4572192058772260880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/dogfish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4572192058772260880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4572192058772260880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/dogfish.html' title='Dogfish'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sk5mWCSbhbI/AAAAAAAAAto/pJlrwn_Io7s/s72-c/dogfish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-7788995995360475450</id><published>2009-06-29T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T13:12:05.792-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cory Godbey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maurice Sendak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where the Wild Things Are'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tribute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terrible Yellow Eyes'/><title type='text'>Terrible Yellow Eyes</title><content type='html'>There are some projects that appear in the blog world and fade away, hardly being noticed. And then there are some that are just so wonderful that they have to be noticed. I've been reading about this blog for a while now and just had to mention it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a big fan of Maurice Sendak's Where the Wild Things Are. Of course so is every other person on earth it seems like. But Cory Godbey is a bigger fan than most. He started &lt;a href="http://www.terribleyelloweyes.com/"&gt;Terrible Yellow Eyes&lt;/a&gt; by posting some of his own "Where the Wild Things Are" inspired art. His pieces are beautiful and unique and very fitting for the book. But Cory didn't just stop with his own art. He then began sending invitations to other artists to submit their Sendak themed art. They sent, he posted, and what we get is an amazing tribute blog to an amazing book. All of the pieces are incredible. It is amazing how 32 pages can inspired a huge variety of art. Some show alterative images from the story itself. Others show what happens after the book or are told from the Wild Things perspective. They are all unique and wonderful. For anyone who loves this book you must check the blog out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those unfamiliar with the book (go get a copy! What are you waiting for!....I'll wait) the blog's name references the lines "and rolled their terrible eyes" and "of staring into all their yellow eyes" in reference to how Max tamed the Wild Things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-7788995995360475450?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7788995995360475450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/terrible-yellow-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/7788995995360475450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/7788995995360475450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/terrible-yellow-eyes.html' title='Terrible Yellow Eyes'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-3737888887284610538</id><published>2009-06-23T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:04:38.188-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biographies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Show And Tell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dilys Evans'/><title type='text'>Show and Tell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SkLo5Agvx5I/AAAAAAAAAso/gwOV6FNyfM8/s1600-h/show-tell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SkLo5Agvx5I/AAAAAAAAAso/gwOV6FNyfM8/s320/show-tell.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351095373357107090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illustrators are a mostly mysterious crowd. Authors and artists in general tend to be a bit of an odd group that way. While people can recognize movie stars and television actors in the grocery store, I could be sitting right next my favorite author waiting for a bus and not know it. Some authors gain a type of notoriety but most of them are not instantly recognizable. But we know their work. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can recognize a Sendak drawing anywhere. I'm pretty familiar with Eric Carle's work. Quentin Blake's work I could pick up out of a line-up. And I'm fascinated by the authors and illustrators behind the work. I love to read biographies and biographical sketches of my favorite storytellers. So when I found Dilys Evans' Show and Tell: Exploring the Fine Art of Children's Book Illustration, I knew I had to take a look. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book mixes biographical information with an examination of the illustrator's style. Profiles include such big names as Hilary Knight, David Wiesner, Paul O. Zelinsky, Harry Bliss, David Shannon, and Lane Smith to name a few. Each chapter discusses a different illustrator, providing images from their work, anecdotes, critique, and personal quotes to paint a picture (pun intended) of the artist. I know a good number of illustrators, particularly newer ones, but I got introduced to a couple new ones through this book. I'm always fascinated to see the very different types of illustration that ends up in books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The artists talk about their influences, the evolution of their art, their big breaks, and why they do picture books. Evans intermixes an exploration of a particular scene or book, highlighting the unique style of the illustrator. The book is not designed to teach illustration technique but I found myself learning a lot from these masters of the craft. I do believe that children's book illustration can be an art. This book reiterated that for me. I found this to be a wonderful book for anyone interested in picture books, illustration art, or art history. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-3737888887284610538?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3737888887284610538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/show-and-tell.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/3737888887284610538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/3737888887284610538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/show-and-tell.html' title='Show and Tell'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SkLo5Agvx5I/AAAAAAAAAso/gwOV6FNyfM8/s72-c/show-tell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-6639683607909088537</id><published>2009-06-11T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T09:14:27.652-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Lorax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Helen Ward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Tin Forest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environmental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wayne Anderson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forest'/><title type='text'>The Tin Forest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SjEtPAay-PI/AAAAAAAAAsA/cNuNKwVx_uc/s1600-h/tin-forest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346103968499169522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SjEtPAay-PI/AAAAAAAAAsA/cNuNKwVx_uc/s320/tin-forest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As part of this new blog I've been picking up children's books randomly. Some of them have been okay, some of them have been terrible, and some have been completely and utterly charming. The Tin Forest by Helen Ward falls under the latter. This is one of the cutest and most interesting books that I've never heard of. I picked it up because of the illustration on the cover and brought it home to read. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story is about a little old man who lives in the middle of a junk pit. This junk, mostly metal and mechanical rubbish stretches for miles and miles. Every day the man tries to haul away and dispose of the trash. Every night the little old man dreams of a forest filled with birds and plants and animals. And every morning he realizes that he is still surrounded by junk. So one day he decides to build himself a forest, entirely out of the scrap metal lying around. He builds trees and flowers out of tin. He builds birds and cats and other creature out of the metal. It is a forest of sorts. But real birds find the tin forest. They come and settle in the metal trees. They bring seeds and the seeds bring flowers. Trees grow. Slowly a real forest starts to grow in the tin forest. The growing forest brings in new animals. Until in the end, the little old man has the forest of his dreams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember the first time I reread The Lorax as an adult and realized the powerful environmental message the book told, that had been hidden to me as child. The Tin Forest feels very much the same way to me. The environmental message along with the "follow your dreams" message are incredibly strong in this book but it doesn't overshadow the story. This is a gentle story that tells about loneliness and how struggle will make things right. The little man is beautifully illustrated to show his initial sadness, particularly when he tries to clear away the trash. The illustrations by Wayne Anderson are detailed and precise, particularly in the beginning. Perhaps it was just my interpretation but they appear to get softer and more rounded as the book goes on and the real forest grows. The words and the images blend well together and the reader actually feels like they are there in the rubbish pile and then in the tin forest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am shocked that I have never heard of this book particularly with the number of excellent reviews that it has gotten. The book was even turned into a play by &lt;a href="http://www.puppetcraft.co.uk/Tin%20Forest.htm"&gt;Puppetcraft&lt;/a&gt;, a puppet theater company out of the UK. But the story is poignent especially now with the growing amounts of mechanical trash that we toss out each year. And the beautiful story reminds us that even in our growing dependence on electronic materials we are still always in love with nature and the forest. The tin forest is a beautiful place but it is even more beautiful with real trees and real animals. This book was a wonderful find and I look forward to adding it to my growing collection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-6639683607909088537?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6639683607909088537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/tin-forest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/6639683607909088537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/6639683607909088537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/tin-forest.html' title='The Tin Forest'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SjEtPAay-PI/AAAAAAAAAsA/cNuNKwVx_uc/s72-c/tin-forest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-6114754446311821345</id><published>2009-06-09T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T13:39:00.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenged book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homosexuality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pete Parnell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Justin Richardson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='And Tango Makes Three'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Central Park Zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banned book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penguins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry Cole'/><title type='text'>And Tango Makes Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Si6OLxHVcNI/AAAAAAAAAro/tNYI_9BydGk/s1600-h/tango.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345366140549165266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Si6OLxHVcNI/AAAAAAAAAro/tNYI_9BydGk/s320/tango.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Banned Book Week is traditionally at the end of September (this year Sept 27-Oct 3) and I always make sure to read a banned book during that time. But when I was in the library this weekend and noticed a copy of And Tango Makes Three by Justin Richardson and Pete Parnell, I knew I had to pick it up. This book has become one of the most banned or challenged books ever in the few short years since it was published. Frankly, I wanted to see what all the fuss was about. Plus I love penguins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book, which is based on a true story, follows Roy and Silo a pair of male chinstrap penguins who bonded at the Central Park Zoo in New York. The two become a couple and spend years of their lives together. The keepers at the zoo noticed that the couple were attempting to hatch a rock they found. They clearly had the same parental urge that all that other penguins did. So when one of the other penguin couples produced two viable eggs, the keepers gave one to Roy and Silo to hatch. The two were loving and attentive parents and Tango was born. The three instantly became a family. The book leaves the story there. There has been considerable attention paid to the real penguins who have moved on since the book was published.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost I have to say that a book based on a true story probably shouldn't be challenged. It is not as if the authors made up two male penguins who decided to couple. This is what happened. The book tells the story in something of a documentary way. While the relationship between the penguins is anthropomorphized a little it is mostly just a true story about some unique animals. It felt a little more like a nonfiction book than a fictionalized one. I am curious about where the challenges are coming from. I did not see that as an attempt to convert children to homosexuality or even a book that focused heavily on the homosexual nature of the penguins. If nothing else I found this a cute story about an unlikely romance and wonderful parenting. Children would possibly have questions at the end of the story, depending on the age, but that could be a perfect time to open a discussion about differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The illustrations by Henry Cole are beautiful and soft. The focus is often on the two penguins but I was particularly taken with the illustration on the first pages of Central Park. I'll have to look to see what other books Cole has illustrated. The book is an enjoyable story and I found myself interested in learning a little more about the real-life penguins. I still say that any book that makes a child dig deeper into a subject is a good thing. Or perhaps this book is challenged because of the curiosity it arouses (sarcastic soapbox moment, yeah we don't want to promote curiosity in our kids. That would be bad). All in all I thought this was an enjoyable book that children would enjoy. I just don't see that much of an issue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-6114754446311821345?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6114754446311821345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-tango-makes-three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/6114754446311821345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/6114754446311821345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-tango-makes-three.html' title='And Tango Makes Three'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Si6OLxHVcNI/AAAAAAAAAro/tNYI_9BydGk/s72-c/tango.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-7573123445354720090</id><published>2009-06-08T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T09:22:51.673-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quentin Blake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watercolors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustration'/><title type='text'>Clown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Si06u4BsLxI/AAAAAAAAArg/ZqkolevtKUk/s1600-h/clown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344992909746515730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Si06u4BsLxI/AAAAAAAAArg/ZqkolevtKUk/s320/clown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finding out that &lt;a href="http://www.quentinblake.com/"&gt;Quentin Blake&lt;/a&gt; has books of his own was a little like winning a contest. I stood at the library terminal glancing through the hundreds of books that he's illustrated for others until I came upon Clown. And I literally jumped for joy. Then I checked to make sure it was in and then rushed to pick it up before anyone else could find it. I drove home and then sat down on the couch and started my afternoon reading with it. I didn't even wait for my coffee to finish brewing. And that should tell you a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of the first chapter books that I loved were all by Roald Dahl. The BFG was a particular favorite. And of course all of those were illustrated, at one time or another, by Quentin Blake. He has illustrated for Roald, Dahl, John Yoeman, Dr. Seuss, Russell Hoban, and Michael Rosen just to name a few. At least 360 books bear his very recognizable style. His collaboration with Daniel Pennac on The Rights of a Reader is next on my list of books to buy. But I had no idea that he'd done books of his own. Apparently I've been living in some kind of cave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clown has to be one of the cutest stories you will ever see. This wordless book follows the adventures of a toy clown who is tossed out, along with some other stuffed creatures, at the beginning of the book. He escapes from the trash can and set out (with some new sneakers) to get help for his stuffed friends. He encounters all types of kids but they aren't able to help him for various reasons. Some are pulled away by parents, others think he is too dirty and old for their children. He is finally flung way high into the window of a single mother and her two children. The mother is at work and the children want to help the clown. But first they must help take care of their mother. The clown helps the children clean, cook, and make the dingy little apartment brighter. Then they rush down and save the toys. Everyone, even hard working mom, ends up happy at the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blake is a master at taking just a couple lines, a bit of color, and creating some deep emotions. The triumph on the little clowns face when he finds his "new" shoes is enough to make you want to buy the book. The illustrations are alive with so much emotion and mood that no words are really needed to make this story complete. I'm sure children will enjoy adding words and dialogue to the book but I found the wordlessness made the message that much stronger. Blake inadvertantly tackles the subjects of poverty and altruism in this little book. The clown is constantly tossed out by well-to-do parents and ends up bringing immense joy to a family who is poor. We feel for the clown because of his constant concern for the other toys. He is a hero, saving the unfortunate and by doing something nice for others finds a home. The moral is there although a bit more subtle than that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book is done in Blake's regular ink and watercolor style. His line work is interesting because he uses what seem like fast haphazard strokes but they always come out perfectly. The clown itself is a model of this. He seems to be quickly drawn but Blake creates such deep emotions on such a small character. The reader knows what the toy is feeling through a simple raised eyebrow or body posture. This is an adorable book, filled with emotion and excitement. Even without words Blake is a master of storytelling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-7573123445354720090?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7573123445354720090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/clown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/7573123445354720090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/7573123445354720090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/clown.html' title='Clown'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Si06u4BsLxI/AAAAAAAAArg/ZqkolevtKUk/s72-c/clown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-3065001072663551699</id><published>2009-06-07T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:26:50.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chapter book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zorgamazoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just One More Book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Paul Weston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Zorgamazoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SiwapXtp3UI/AAAAAAAAArQ/nrBe6fEJVus/s1600-h/zorgamazoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SiwapXtp3UI/AAAAAAAAArQ/nrBe6fEJVus/s320/zorgamazoo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344676155824397634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would bet you have never read anything like Zorgamazoo by Robert Paul Weston.  I had certainly never read anything like it. I picked up the book this week at the library mostly because of the recommendation of Mark and Andrea at &lt;a href="http://www.justonemorebook.com/"&gt;Just One More Book&lt;/a&gt;. If you love children's books and aren't listening to their amazing podcast, you are missing out. Not only do they discuss some wonderful children's books, but they have some great author/illustrator interviews. And do not (and I mean it) miss their recent Rock Stars of Reading tour. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure what I was expecting with &lt;a href="http://www.zorgamazoo.com/"&gt;Zorgamazoo&lt;/a&gt; but it defies pretty much any ideas I could have had about it. First I was under the assumption that this was a picture book. I kept checking in the new picture books to find it. But that's not the case. The story is a chapter book, full of adventure and excitement. It does have some pictures but they are small black and white illustrations along with some interesting typography. But the most amazing thing about this book is that it is all told in rhyme. Yes, all 280 pages or so of this book are told in rhyme. I'm no poetry expert so I'm not sure what the actual rhyme scheme is. I found I read it mostly as rhyming couplets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first I was sure this would distract from the story. But the rhymes that Weston chooses are very natural sounding. It really doesn't feel like he is stretching too far for any of his rhymes. Instead the rhymes keep the story moving at an almost frantic pace. The story follows Katrina Katrell who is a bright inquisitive child living with a terrible guardian who is convinced she is crazy. When her guardian hires a doctor to give her a quick lobotomy (try explaining that one) she escapes and meets up with Morty the Zorgle, a bumbling creature who's the son of a famous Zorgle explorer. But Morty doesn't like excitement. The two are thrown together on an adventure to save some Zorgles that have disappeared. I don't want to go too far into the plot for fear of spoiling it. Please believe me when I say you must read this book. It is a fantasy adventure that was literally out of this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a big fan of rhyming although all of the rhyming books I have ever seen tend to be picture books. That kind of wordplay isn't normally sustained for too long a period of time. But Weston pulls it off flawlessly. Not only does he create a magical book of rhymes but he creates a story that has excitement, danger, and likable characters. I could not put this book down. I had to keep turning the pages to find out what odd situation the two would get into next. The plot is silly and poignant at the same time and children will love this book as a read aloud. The rhymes are just so perfect. I am in awe of the work that this book took to create. The author makes what had to be an incredibly tough book to write seem effortless. An amazing book. You have seriously never read anything like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-3065001072663551699?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3065001072663551699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/zorgamazoo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/3065001072663551699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/3065001072663551699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/zorgamazoo.html' title='Zorgamazoo'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SiwapXtp3UI/AAAAAAAAArQ/nrBe6fEJVus/s72-c/zorgamazoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-5817546455030444495</id><published>2009-06-07T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T12:16:57.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Day With Wilbur Robinson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William Joyce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meet The Robinsons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where the Wild Things Are'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children&apos;s books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs'/><title type='text'>Picture Book to....Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I published this over on my other blog but felt it fit better here. We'll see how the migrating thing works. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A friend of mine just mentioned recently on Facebook that they were making a film out of &lt;a href="http://www.cloudywithachanceofmeatballs.com/"&gt;Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs&lt;/a&gt;. If I had to list my absolute favorite picture book from when I was growing up, it would be this book. I never got tired of reading it or looking at those great pictures of a town buried in food. (Apparently I was a hungry child.) Sony Pictures is making the film and I normally have high-regard for what they do. I watched the trailer and I'm a bit...well...concerned. Add that to the already dubious &lt;a href="http://wherethewildthingsare.warnerbros.com/"&gt;Where the Wild Things Are&lt;/a&gt; that is coming out from Warner Bros this year. The visuals look amazing for this film but somehow I know they'll get the tone wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338663301687716242" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sha9_MiCqZI/AAAAAAAAApU/6xGsG2hSQk8/s320/cloudy.jpg" border="0" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 250px; height: 213px; text-align: center; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who know me I'm normally incredibly harsh to films based on books I've loved. The movies are just never as good. I am reminded of my Grandmother who saw Gone With the Wind for the first time and declared it was terrible. If anyone brought up the film she would scowl and say it was rubbish compared to the book. I'm guessing that's where I get my attitude. The trailer for Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs focuses on a young inventor who creates a food making machine that goes wrong. Of course this character never appeared in the book. There were really no characters in the book, other than the grandfather and the kids. The book was wonderful because it was so sedate. It told the story of the town in a documentary style. The town itself became the main character. The movie looks to be zany in a way that makes me nervous. I know it's tough to stretch a 32 page book into a film but the question remains, why try? Just read the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338663299798415554" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sha9_FfmOMI/AAAAAAAAApc/FRoNVskQQZY/s320/cloudymovie.jpg" border="0" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 215px; height: 320px; text-align: center; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to give credit where credit is due though. There have been a couple movies that have lived up to the picture books they were based on. The one I'm thinking of in particular is Meet the Robinsons by Disney. The film is based on the book A Day With Wilbur Robinson by William Joyce and matches the zany bizarre world that Joyce creates. Perhaps the film is so good because Joyce was involved in the design and screenplay. The book and screenplay are very different (with many added characters) but it is done while staying true to the tone of the book. The dialogue is hilarious, particularly the newly created Bowler-Hat Man. Its a very quotable film that somehow manages to be touching at the end. I've even talked to people who've cried at the end of the movie, a rarity for an animated film. So I have to admit, there was a film that actually compared well to the book. Now I'll just have to hold out hope for the others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338663305962017874" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sha9_cdHVFI/AAAAAAAAApk/_1W_082oSZ8/s320/robinsons.jpg" border="0" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 320px; height: 319px; text-align: center; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-5817546455030444495?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5817546455030444495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/picture-book-topicture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/5817546455030444495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/5817546455030444495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/picture-book-topicture.html' title='Picture Book to....Picture'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/Sha9_MiCqZI/AAAAAAAAApU/6xGsG2hSQk8/s72-c/cloudy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-3873239539568947119</id><published>2009-06-06T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T14:33:54.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter H. Reynolds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfectionism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='critic'/><title type='text'>Ish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SirJyl0ZLbI/AAAAAAAAAq4/2bM8jZYGoIc/s1600-h/ish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SirJyl0ZLbI/AAAAAAAAAq4/2bM8jZYGoIc/s320/ish.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344305778811022770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been struggling with my drawing lately. I want so badly to illustrate my own work but learning to draw is slow going. So I draw things that kind of look like real life things. Kind of. And occasionally I get discouraged. So Ish by &lt;a href="http://www.peterhreynolds.com/"&gt;Peter H. Reynolds&lt;/a&gt; is a bit of a godsend. I have to buy this book. No if, ands, or buts about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This simple but powerful book follows Ramon, who loves to draw. He draws constantly. He will draw anything and everything. One afternoon his brother glances over his shoulder and makes a comment about his drawing. It is devastating to Ramon. He suddenly feels that his drawings are no good. He is constantly crumpling his papers and tossing them. And finally he gives up. He feels that he is not good enough to draw. But Ramon's little sister uses one little word to turn Ramon's feelings around. Ish. His picture of a vase is not perfect but it's vase-ish. All of his images are ish. And Ramon realizes that there is nothing wrong with not having perfect drawings. Perfect-ish is good enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is an incredibly simple story with incredibly simple drawings but it was amazingly powerful for me. I think every artist should either buy or receive a copy of this book. Creating is hard. The critic inside all of us constantly tells us we are not good enough and that we should stop. This story is a wonderful reminder that the inner critic is only one voice. The drawings are simple ink and watercolor but they are warm. There is a lot of energy in the pictures and Reynolds sets the mood well with his choice of colors. Ramon's dark time of doubting is done with muted browns and greys and his revelation, courtesy of his sister, is all yellows and oranges. This is book with movement and energy. And a wonderful message. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Children will love the images and the easy to read text but may not fully understand the message. Adults on the other hand will be clamoring to buy copies for themselves and their artist friends. We all doubt ourselves. This book reminds us that it is okay to create even if your work is not perfect. And that's a lesson that we can never hear too often. I can't recommend this book highly enough.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-3873239539568947119?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3873239539568947119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/ish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/3873239539568947119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/3873239539568947119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/ish.html' title='Ish'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SirJyl0ZLbI/AAAAAAAAAq4/2bM8jZYGoIc/s72-c/ish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-4071297320884309288</id><published>2009-06-05T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T10:08:55.353-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tarzan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Jungle Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David McPhail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edward in the Jungle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Edward in the Jungle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SilQ_lJ6rjI/AAAAAAAAAqw/gIciZxphpFo/s1600-h/Edward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343891486087491122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SilQ_lJ6rjI/AAAAAAAAAqw/gIciZxphpFo/s320/Edward.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not sure if I should admit this but I'd never read David McPhail. Somehow I had managed to get through childhood and life without picking up one of his incredibly numerous and wonderful books. My trip to the library last weekend had me stopping in the M's looking for Meghan McCarthy when I stumbled onto Edward in the Jungle by David McPhail. I knew the name (how can you be interested in picture books and not have?) so I picked up the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book reminds me so much of when I was growing up. I was a pretty imaginative child and would always tell myself stories (a habit that continues to this day. :-)). And in my stories I was always the heroine in some amazing adventure story. I was never one to play house, more interested in playing pirates, or archeologist explorer. I would describe the places and dialogue, so much like Edward does in this story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book follows Edward who loves to read adventure stories, particularly the Tarzan books. He even has some play animals just like the ones Tarzan hangs out with. One day Edward is reading on the shore when a crocodile (the only animal that Tarzan doesn't like) comes up and tries to eat Edward. He is afraid but then his literary hero saves him. A very real Tarzan sweeps down from the trees scoops up the boy and rescues him. Then he takes him to meet his animal friends and shows Edward how to call the animals to his aid. When Tarzan is called away to help a friend animal, Edward is chased back to the river where he was saved. There is the crocodile again but this time it is being taken by two men. Edward debates what to do but finally calls the animal friends to him and saves the crocodile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the seemless blend of reality, Edward's house and figurines, and fantasy, Tarzan and the animals. This is exactly the kind of story I would have made up for myself as a child. The moralistic story is done with a light hand and Edward is a wonderfully believable character. He is not a hero like Tarzan is and McPhail makes him very unsure of himself in the story. Edward is just a normal shy bookish boy who gets involved in an adventure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The illustrations are wonderful. They images are somewhat dark, like the jungle should be, with a rich palette of colors. The colors are well blended, giving a bit of a fuzzy appearance to everything. This provides a sense of energy and movement to the book. And in all honesty this is a book about action. The story is about living out an adventure that you have in your head. The book seems very much like a dream. I loved it. For a girl who has read and reread The Jungle Books over and over, this was a wonderful story. Now I have to go back to the library and pick up more David McPhail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-4071297320884309288?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4071297320884309288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/edward-in-jungle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4071297320884309288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/4071297320884309288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/edward-in-jungle.html' title='Edward in the Jungle'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SilQ_lJ6rjI/AAAAAAAAAqw/gIciZxphpFo/s72-c/Edward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-1622046166677015525</id><published>2009-05-31T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:42:51.426-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lane Smith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon Scieszka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cowboy and Octopus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stinky Cheese Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Math Curse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The True Story of the Three Little Pigs'/><title type='text'>Cowboy and Octopus</title><content type='html'>I own almost all the books that combine the amazing talents of Jon Scieszka and Lane Smith. From the first collaborative work, The True Story of the Three Little Pigs, to the enjoyably energetic Math Curse, I have loved all of them. They have a humor and a tone that is unusual for most children's books. The fantastic collaborations are infused with a bit of darkness and bit of satire. But more than anything they are fun. So it is a bit of a surprise for me to read Cowboy and Octopus. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps I am simply not the target audience for this book but I didn't enjoy it. The short snippets could have been funny but somehow just didn't have that Scieszka spark. The illustrations, while inventive like all of Lane Smith's work is, didn't seem to fit with the theme of the book. The impression that I got from the book was that the two authors were trying to just come up with the silliest idea possible and just turned out whatever they thought of. Even worse, it seems like it was just published for the money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book uses short scenes to show how Cowboy met Octopus. They learn how to seesaw together, eat dinner together (beans, beans, and more beans), tell each other jokes, and work on Halloween costumes together. The scenes jump from one to another (like The Stinky Cheese Man but without the fun) but most of the scenes seem so silly and pointless. Perhaps the duo were attempting to just create something that was so silly and odd it would be funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only other book from the duo that I have not had a chance to read is Squids Will be Squids. I am holding out higher hopes for that book. Again I have always loved the work they do. There are very few authors out there that are as funny as Jon Scieszka. And there are very few illustrators who are as inventive and memorable as Lane Smith. There is a reason these two have been so successful together. I'll keep my eyes open for future work from the two. But this one won't be sitting on my shelf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-1622046166677015525?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1622046166677015525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/cowboy-and-octopus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/1622046166677015525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/1622046166677015525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/cowboy-and-octopus.html' title='Cowboy and Octopus'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-3751439715097834439</id><published>2009-05-30T12:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T14:39:14.862-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adorable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christopher Denise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phyllis Root'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oliver Finds His Way'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>Oliver Finds His Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SiGTgyG-rnI/AAAAAAAAAqY/tbzZhgIb57g/s1600-h/Oliver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 139px; height: 158px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SiGTgyG-rnI/AAAAAAAAAqY/tbzZhgIb57g/s320/Oliver.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341712824454262386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had to list one of my new favorite illustrators it would be &lt;a href="http://www.christopherdenise.com/"&gt;Christopher Denise&lt;/a&gt;. This is somewhat surprising to me since I tend to like darker images and his work just brims with cuteness. I was introduced to him by &lt;a href="http://www.blaine.org/sevenimpossiblethings/"&gt;Seven Impossible Things Before Breakfast&lt;/a&gt; and since then have been searching out all of his work. Last week I took out Oliver Finds His Way, written by Phyllis Root and illustrated by Christopher Denise. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story is simple. It follows Oliver, a little bear, who chases a yellow leaf and ends up getting lost in the forest. He cries for a bit and then realizes that it won't get him anywhere. So he decides to roar. He roars loudly and from back at home he hears Mom and Dad roaring back. He follows the sound all the way home to "tumble-down hugs" and safety. A cute story but Denise's illustrations make this book one of the most adorable I have ever seen. Oliver shows emotion on every page and each one of them is unbearably (hehe) cute. Even the spread of him crying is cute enough that I wanted to frame it. The story is set in the Northeast in the fall so each page is filled with color. The trees practically burst off the page with reds, yellows, and browns. But those are all overshadowed by a small bear who is just one of the most adorable things I have ever seen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book is perfect for younger readers because of its story of lost and found. And Oliver seems so lovable that you can't help but want to protect him. This book has a wonderful story but the illustrations are what will make me purchase this book. A tiny incredibly adorable bear in a beautiful Fall woods. Perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-3751439715097834439?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3751439715097834439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/oliver-finds-his-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/3751439715097834439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368255373168082275/posts/default/3751439715097834439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/oliver-finds-his-way.html' title='Oliver Finds His Way'/><author><name>Cat B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698347120336934638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/TM3_5hue0bI/AAAAAAAABgA/LXoym1TMIEs/S220/100_6873.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SiGTgyG-rnI/AAAAAAAAAqY/tbzZhgIb57g/s72-c/Oliver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368255373168082275.post-396520725063585926</id><published>2009-05-30T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T12:58:17.681-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon Agee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magician'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watercolors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milo&apos;s Hat Trick'/><title type='text'>Milo's Hat Trick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SiGPPIQbQJI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/HhE7wlVBdbo/s1600-h/milos.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCdB9AteveU/SiGPPIQbQJI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/HhE7wlVBdbo/s320/milos.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341708123115307154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to start at the beginning of the alphabet. My idea was to read every children's book at the West Des Moines library who's author started with an A. I glanced through a few of the titles that were available and stumbled onto &lt;a href="http://www.jonagee.com/"&gt;Jon Agee's&lt;/a&gt; book Milo's Hat Trick. (no it's not sports related) Again the cover drew me in and I picked it up to take home and read. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book follows Milo who is a terrible magician. His big shame is his hat trick. He doesn't have a rabbit so he can't pull one out of a hat. Normally he pulls a mouse which just isn't as good. He is constantly booed. So the manager informs Milo that he needs to get a rabbit. He sets off to trap one and manages to catch a bear instead. But the bear can also do the trick. He can fold himself up to fit in the hat and is willing to jump out at a whistle from Milo. They head back to the theater together but on the train Milo's hat gets switched with someone. He is panicked. His bear and hat are gone. The bear in the meantime is jumping out of the hat at the worst possible moment. A hunt is taken to find the bear who still has the hat. He finds his way to the theater to save the day at the last moment. He becomes part of the act. But after hundreds of shows the bear gets tired and Milo must find a new trick. And this one is a wonderful surprise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story in this book is clever but the illustrations are really what made it for me. The gawky looking Milo and the silly bear convey emotion easily. Agee uses pencil and watercolor to bring the scenes to life. One of my favorite images is Milo crouched down talking to the bear who is already tucked into the hat. Only his mouth protrudes from the hat. The silliness of the situation and Milo's odd posture (including pants riding up to show white socks) makes for a wonderful scene. The story is fun and we feel for the bear as he tries to get back to the show. Even with the blank eyes that the characters have we can see his fear and desperation. A clever book with fun illustrations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368255373168082275-396520725063585926?l=yetanotherchildrensbookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link r
