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Abrams'/><category term='individuality'/><category term='borrowed book'/><category term='bratty children'/><category term='likes and dislikes'/><category term='Belgium'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Holiday House'/><category term='students'/><category term='1978'/><category term='beavers'/><category term='1999'/><category term='series books'/><category term='Veggie Tales'/><category term='2010'/><category term='1953'/><category term='Candlewick Press'/><category term='bit-dinky'/><category term='detective stories'/><category term='didactic'/><category term='daughters'/><category term='mice'/><category term='2005'/><category term='toys'/><category term='Mo Willems'/><category term='wordless picture books'/><category term='country'/><category term='FSG'/><category term='food'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='1954'/><category term='1927'/><category term='history'/><category term='reviews by Snugglebug'/><category term='gift recommendations'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='Jumping Cow Press'/><category term='classic children&apos;s poetry'/><category term='colors'/><category term='Young Readers Challenge'/><category term='foreign languages'/><category term='potty training'/><category term='habits'/><category term='independence'/><category term='dressing up'/><category term='pancakes'/><category term='reader'/><category term='fathers'/><title type='text'>Young Readers</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1095</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-6546113629246716970</id><published>2011-12-21T15:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T15:11:59.288-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions and feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chapter books'/><title type='text'>Alvin Ho: Allergic to Dead Bodies, etc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5031/5884233431_9531784f77.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5031/5884233431_9531784f77.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Alvin Ho: Allergic to Dead Bodies, Funerals, and Other Fatal Circumstances. Lenore Look. 2011. Random House. 198 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Call me Alvin Ho. I was born scared and I am still scared. And this is my book of scary stories.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the fourth book in the Alvin Ho series for young readers. (These are illustrated chapter books for those just getting comfortable with reading novels.) The first three books in the series are: &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2009/10/alvin-ho-allergic-to-girls-school-and.html"&gt;Alvin  Ho: Allergic to Girls, School, and Other Scary Things&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2009/10/alvin-ho-allergic-to-camping-hiking-and.html"&gt;Alvin  Ho: Allergic to Camping, Hiking, and Other Natural Disasters&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/06/alvin-ho-allergic-to-birthday-parties.html"&gt;Alvin Ho: Allergic to Birthday Parties, Science Projects, and Other Man-Made Catastrophes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this Alvin Ho book, Alvin gets in a horrible, terrible predicament. The truth of the matter is that his grandfather's best friend, Charlie, has died. In a rare moment of bravery he volunteers to go with his grandfather to the funeral. Almost from that very second he regrets it. But his grandfather seems so genuinely touched, so very pleased at Alvin's response, that he is too scared to say he's scared. The next day, in another rare moment--on the bus, I believe--he blurts out that he's going to a funeral and going to see a dead body. He never once says who. At least not that I can recall. But everyone assumes that his grandfather has died. And they tell the teacher who tells the principal who tells just about every other person at the school. So in a matter of hours, everyone has come together for Alvin and wants to honor his grandfather. So much so that they want to have a memorial service at the school the next day. Poor, poor couldn't-speak-up-at-school-to-save-his-life Alvin, he finds himself unable to say hey wait, he's not dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the novel is about that big misunderstanding...and about his fears of losing someone he loves--like his grandfather, like his father--to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really like this one. Not when comparing it with earlier books in the series. The third and fourth books in the series just haven't excited me. It's not even that this book is 'bad' or inappropriate. It's just that I'm not sure Alvin Ho is as charming as he used to be. To me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-6546113629246716970?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/6546113629246716970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=6546113629246716970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/6546113629246716970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/6546113629246716970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/12/alvin-ho-allergic-to-dead-bodies-etc.html' title='Alvin Ho: Allergic to Dead Bodies, etc.'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5031/5884233431_9531784f77_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-7557522801355605528</id><published>2011-12-18T09:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T09:10:22.283-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J Realistic Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chapter books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyperion'/><title type='text'>Clementine and the Family Meeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wakingbraincells.files.wordpress.com/2011/09/clementine-and-the-family-meeting.jpg?w=257&amp;amp;h=374" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://wakingbraincells.files.wordpress.com/2011/09/clementine-and-the-family-meeting.jpg?w=257&amp;amp;h=374" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Clementine and the Family Meeting. Sara Pennypacker. Illustrations by Marla Frazee. 2011. Hyperion. 164 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The very first thing Margaret said when she sat down next to me on the bus Monday was that I looked terrible.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fifth Clementine novel may just be the best. (Or do I say that each time a new Clementine?!)&amp;nbsp; The first four novels in this wonderfully-delightful-must-read series are:   &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2007/10/clementine.html"&gt;Clementine&lt;/a&gt;  (2006), &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2007/10/talented-clementine.html"&gt;The  Talented Clementine (2007)&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2009/01/clementines-letter.html"&gt;Clementine's Letter&lt;/a&gt; (2008), &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/clementine-friend-of-week.html"&gt;Clementine, Friend of the Week&lt;/a&gt; (2010).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love and adore Clementine. I do. I love her personality, love her narration, love her family, love her neighbors (Margaret and her older brother, Mitchell), love her friends, love her classmates, love her teachers, love her principal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love seeing Clementine with her family. I love seeing the interaction between family members. Her conversations with her mom, her conversations with her dad. And then there's Clementine's little brother. She calls him a different vegetable name every single time she refers to him. And most of the time, well, she thinks of him as a little bother. Someone not really worth having a relationship with. But things begin to change...perhaps a bit slowly...in this fifth novel. For she begins to see, perhaps just a bit, that her brother is a person. There's a very, very sweet scene--though not mushy by any means--where her brother chooses HER to read to him his bedtime story. Another favorite scene of mine shows Clementine with her Dad at Home Depot, I believe. She wants a tool belt exactly like &lt;i&gt;his&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Clementine and the Family Meeting is a novel about changes, about how it's okay to have conflicting feelings about changes. That changes can bring a mix of emotions and feelings. You might be scared, worried, happy, sad, or even mad. Changes might make you more confused than anything else. There's going to be a BIG, BIG, BIG change in July for the family. Clementine will be getting a new brother or sister. And how does Clementine feel about the situation? Well, you'll just have to read and see for yourself!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Clementine isn't just worried about one not-so-little thing. Clementine wouldn't be Clementine if there weren't more going on in her life to distract her. She's also worried about her science project and her science partner. About the rat, Eighteen, which was her and Waylan's project. Eighteen escaped and can't be found anywhere....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I definitely recommend this one. If you've read the first few in the series, you probably don't need me to convince you how great the books are. If you haven't met Clementine yet, you should seek her out. But start at the beginning. That would probably be best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-7557522801355605528?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/7557522801355605528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=7557522801355605528&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7557522801355605528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7557522801355605528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/12/clementine-and-family-meeting.html' title='Clementine and the Family Meeting'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-2209978332603697694</id><published>2011-11-13T11:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T11:21:46.792-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic children&apos;s books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1935'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Mary Poppins Comes Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/38310000/38317015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/38310000/38317015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mary Poppins Comes Back. P.L. Travers. 1935. Harcourt. 315 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was one of those mornings when everything looks very neat and bright and shiny, as though the world had been tidied up overnight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spring, I read (and loved) P.L. Travers &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/mary-poppins.html"&gt;Mary Poppins&lt;/a&gt;. I found it delightful and thoroughly satisfying. I also found it quote-worthy!!! I was surprised by how much I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a handful of sequels to the original novel, and I hope to read them all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first sequel is Mary Poppins Comes Back. Mary Poppins returns when the Banks family needs her most. Mr. Banks is losing it--a little bit--and Mrs. Banks is having putting up with her husband and all four kids. (Turns out there may be a reason! A fifth child makes an appearance halfway through this one!)&amp;nbsp; The chapters are a bit episodic as in the previous novel, but for me they are even more delightful!!! By far my favorite chapter was the second one, "Miss Andrew's Lark" in which Mr. Banks' governess arrives for a visit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my favorite quotes (from the whole book):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I want to know how you've been behaving since I went away," remarked Mary Poppins sternly. Then she took out the Thermometer and held it up to the light.&lt;br /&gt;"Careless, thoughtless, and untidy," she read out. Jane stared.&lt;br /&gt;"Humph!" said Mary Poppins, and thrust the Thermometer into Michael's mouth. He kept his lips tightly pressed upon it until she plucked it out and read.&lt;br /&gt;"A very noisy mischievous, troublesome little boy."&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not," he said angrily.&lt;br /&gt;For answer she thrust the Thermometer under his nose and he spelt out the large red letters.&lt;br /&gt;"A-V-E-R-Y-N-O-I-S---"&lt;br /&gt;"You see?" said Mary Poppins looking at him triumphantly. She opened John's mouth and popped in the Thermometer.&lt;br /&gt;"Peevish and Excitable." That was John's temperature.And when Barbara's was taken Mary Poppins read out the two words "Thoroughly spoilt."&lt;br /&gt;"Humph!" she snorted. "It's about time I came back!"&lt;br /&gt;Then she popped it quickly in her own mouth, left it there for a moment, and took it out. "A very excellent and worthy person, thoroughly reliable in every particular." (22)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"She was called Miss Andrew and she was a Holy Terror!"&lt;br /&gt;"Hush!" said Mrs. Banks, reproachfully.&lt;br /&gt;"I mean--" Mr. Banks corrected himself, "she was--er--very strict. And always right. And she loved putting everybody else in the wrong and making them feel like a worm. That's what Miss Andrew was like!" (32)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Well?" she said gruffly smiling a thin smile. "I don't suppose you know who I am?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, yes we do!" said Michael. He spoke in his friendliest voice for he was very glad to meet Miss Andrew. "You're the Holy Terror!" (39)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Doing nothing takes a great deal of time! All the time, in fact!" (156)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would definitely recommend this one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-2209978332603697694?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/2209978332603697694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=2209978332603697694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/2209978332603697694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/2209978332603697694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/11/mary-poppins-comes-back.html' title='Mary Poppins Comes Back'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-7977237428099504035</id><published>2011-11-07T14:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T14:20:00.267-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Penguin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Llama Llama Home With Mama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/98000000/98007863.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/98000000/98007863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Llama Llama Home With Mama. Anna Dewdney. 2011. Penguin. 40 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Llama Llama, morning light. Feeling yucky, just not right.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Down to breakfast. Tiny sneeze. Sniffle, snuffle. Tissues please!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Llama's head is feeling hot. Llama's throat is hurting lots.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Achy, fever, stuffy head...Llama Llama, back to bed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llama, Llama Home With Mama is the newest in the Llama Llama series by Anna Dewdney. The first Llama Llama book--perhaps the best of the bunch--is Llama Llama Red Pajama. All of the books are good. (The holiday drama is perhaps my least favorite.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Llama Llama Home With Mama, Baby Llama wakes up sick. He is too sick to go to school. He is too sick to have any fun. No, he'll be spending all day with Mama Llama. She takes care of him, but, then Mama Llama starts feeling horrible as well. Good thing, Baby Llama is feeling well enough to take care of Mama in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've read even one Llama Llama book you know exactly what to expect from this one. That's what makes series books so much fun, in a way. Anna Dewdney offers plenty of rhymes in her Llama Llama books. And if you love the rhythm of them, then they're a real treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-7977237428099504035?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/7977237428099504035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=7977237428099504035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7977237428099504035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7977237428099504035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/11/llama-llama-home-with-mama.html' title='Llama Llama Home With Mama'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-3733658777257523678</id><published>2011-11-03T14:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T14:31:19.298-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elephant and Piggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mo Willems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pigs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elephants'/><title type='text'>Happy Pig Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/118940000/118943363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/118940000/118943363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy Pig Day. An Elephant &amp;amp; Piggie Book. Mo Willems. 2011. Hyperion. 64 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gerald!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gerald!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am so happy!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today is the best day of the year!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today is free ice cream day?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No. Today is...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HAPPY PIG DAY!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a big, big, big fan of Mo Willems' Elephant and Piggie series. I just love and adore these two characters. The series as a whole is practically perfect in every way. They're just that good, that charming, that FUNNY! With very few words, Mo Willems gives CHARACTER (life) to these two friends: Gerald, the elephant, and Piggie, the Pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggie is super-super excited about celebrating Pig Day. Pig Day is the best day to have a pig party, eat pig food, sing pig songs, dance pig dances, etc. But Gerald isn't quite as excited about Pig Day. He thinks that you have to be a pig to celebrate Pig Day. He thinks that Piggie is going to have all this fun without him. He feels sad and left out. Can Piggie show him what Pig Day is really all about? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did I think of Happy Pig Day? Well, I liked it. I really liked it. I wouldn't say that it is my favorite or best. I mean it's hard to top &lt;i&gt;Should I Share My Ice Cream&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;We Are In A Book&lt;/i&gt;. (Those two are my favorites, which ones are yours?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-will-surprise-my-friend.html"&gt;I Will Surprise My Friend &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/09/can-i-play-too.html"&gt;Can I Play Too?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/09/elephants-cannot-dance.html"&gt;Elephants Cannot Dance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-going.html"&gt;I Am Going&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/pigs-make-me-sneeze.html"&gt;Pigs Make Me Sneeze&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/watch-me-throw-ball.html"&gt;Watch Me Throw The Ball&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/are-you-ready-to-play-outside.html"&gt;Are You Ready to Play Outside&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-my-new-toy.html"&gt;I Love My New Toy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-invited-to-party.html"&gt;I Am Invited to A Party&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-friend-is-sad.html"&gt;My Friend is Sad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-i-will-fly.html"&gt;Today I Will Fly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/there-is-bird-on-your-head.html"&gt;There Is A Bird On Your Head&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-are-in-book.html"&gt;We Are In A Book &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-broke-my-trunk.html"&gt;I Broke My Trunk! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/06/should-i-share-my-ice-cream.html"&gt;Should I Share My Ice Cream? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 8 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-3733658777257523678?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/3733658777257523678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=3733658777257523678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3733658777257523678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3733658777257523678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-pig-day.html' title='Happy Pig Day'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-4177663778954466237</id><published>2011-10-05T19:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T19:27:00.103-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simon and Schuster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>Is Everyone Ready for Fun?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/123520000/123528781.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/123520000/123528781.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Is Everyone Ready for Fun by Jan Thomas. 2011. Simon &amp;amp; Schuster. 40 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Look! It's Chicken's sofa! PLOP!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's time to...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jump!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Up and down,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;up and down.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let's all JUMP&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;up and down!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;On Chicken's sofa!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Jan Thomas. I do. I just love, love, love her books. There is just something happy-making about them; they're simple, true, but oh-so-much-fun. There's just something pure and simple and wonderful about them all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book stars three cows and a chicken. The three cows are ever so excited about jumping on chicken's little red sofa. (I love how this is illustrated!) But Chicken, well, Chicken has a different perspective on the matter. She wants it to stop. NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They hear her. They do. So they get ready to have fun in a different way...or do they? You be the judge!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Is everyone ready for more fun?!&lt;br /&gt;It's time to...&lt;br /&gt;Dance!&lt;br /&gt;Back and forth,&lt;br /&gt;back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;Let's all DANCE&lt;br /&gt;back and forth!&lt;br /&gt;On Chicken's sofa!&lt;/blockquote&gt;Highly recommended if you love funny books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 8 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-4177663778954466237?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/4177663778954466237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=4177663778954466237&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4177663778954466237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4177663778954466237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/10/is-everyone-ready-for-fun.html' title='Is Everyone Ready for Fun?'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-7605992985073792528</id><published>2011-10-04T18:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T18:03:00.394-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Seuss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='read aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books for older readers'/><title type='text'>The Bippolo Seed And Other Lost Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T6wlwnsQ6hE/ToZLBr5PfzI/AAAAAAAAJOo/xJukfW6I9Fg/s1600/97531323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T6wlwnsQ6hE/ToZLBr5PfzI/AAAAAAAAJOo/xJukfW6I9Fg/s320/97531323.JPG" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Bippolo Seed and Other Lost Stories by Dr. Seuss. 2011. Random House. 72 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Dr. Seuss. I do. And I was oh-so-happy to discover that Random House was publishing a new collection of Dr. Seuss stories. These seven 'lost' stories were originally published in magazines in the early 1950s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seven stories are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bippolo Seed&lt;br /&gt;The Rabbit, the Bear, and the Zinniga-Zanniga&lt;br /&gt;Gustav, the Goldfish&lt;br /&gt;Tadd and Todd&lt;br /&gt;Steak for Supper&lt;br /&gt;The Strange Shirt Spot&lt;br /&gt;The Great Henry McBride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed almost all of these stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bippolo Seed is about greed. A duck finds a magical seed. He's told to make a wish and plant the seed. But before he can make a wish--a practical, simple wish--a cat stops him. He must want more than just a week's worth of food. How unimaginative a wish is that after all? So with a little encouragement, this duck named McKluck gets a little out of control.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rabbit, The Bear, and the Zinniga-Zanniga is about a rabbit NOT wanting to become the bear's dinner. The rabbit has to think quickly to make sure that does not happen! But it's not enough for the rabbit to manage an escape, it has to be done in style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/39470000/39477829.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/39470000/39477829.JPG" width="142" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gustav, The Goldfish. It didn't take me long to recognize that this was FISH OUT OF WATER. What I didn't know was that this story inspired it. And that the author of A Fish Out of Water was Dr. Seuss's first wife, Helen Palmer. Seuss' story rhymed, Palmer's didn't. But essentially the same story about a boy and a fish and the importance of following directions very very carefully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadd and Todd is a story about twins. One of the twins just loves to look exactly like his brother. The other twin isn't quite so pleased. In fact one of the brothers will do just about anything to be different. But that isn't always easy. I liked this one because it used the phrase: "which one was what one, and what one was who." It is an outlandish tale, of course. And it just gets more and more elaborate...what one brother will do to stand out from his brother. So it's enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/13850000/13853443.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/13850000/13853443.JPG" width="146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Steak for Supper introduces some fun animal-like characters--much like Wocket in My Pocket. It introduces the Ikka, the Gritch, the Grickle, the Nupper, and the Wild Wheef. The moral of this one is don't brag too much...you see, the little boy was going around saying that he had steak to eat every Saturday night. Well, one Saturday, these fanciful creatures decide to join him because they want steak too! Of course, the little boy doesn't know how he'll ever explain all this to his parents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Strange Shirt Spot is a very interesting story in that it introduces the idea of a spot that just WON'T go away. It is the inspiration, if inspiration is the right word, for the pink cat ring in The Cat in the Hat Comes Back. The spot even gets on some of the same things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Great Henry McBride celebrates imagination and daydreaming. In this case a little boy dreams about what he wants to be when he grows up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-7605992985073792528?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/7605992985073792528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=7605992985073792528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7605992985073792528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7605992985073792528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/10/bippolo-seed-and-other-lost-stories.html' title='The Bippolo Seed And Other Lost Stories'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T6wlwnsQ6hE/ToZLBr5PfzI/AAAAAAAAJOo/xJukfW6I9Fg/s72-c/97531323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-7177606974474478173</id><published>2011-10-03T16:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T16:46:00.114-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='read aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chapter books'/><title type='text'>Toys Come Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PBam3gks50Y/ToY56a9y6CI/AAAAAAAAJOk/TjjS1ITGaQU/s1600/97593309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PBam3gks50Y/ToY56a9y6CI/AAAAAAAAJOk/TjjS1ITGaQU/s320/97593309.JPG" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Toys Come Home. Emily Jenkins. Illustrated by Paul O. Zelinsky. 2011. Random House. 144 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;StingRay has missed the birthday party. She didn't mean to. It was her first party, first party ever in the world to be invited to--and she missed it. She didn't even know she was missing it. She didn't know anything about the party until now, when it is already over.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The full title of this delightful prequel is "Being the Early Experiences of An Intelligent Stingray, A Brave Buffalo, and a Brand-New Someone Called Plastic." Of course, if you've read &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2008/10/toys-go-out.html"&gt;Toys Go Out&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2008/10/toy-dance-party.html"&gt;Toy Dance Party&lt;/a&gt;, you know all about Stingray, Lumphy, and Plastic. But what you may not know is how they all three came to belong to the Little Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the premise of this one. I do. I definitely wanted more stories about these three friends. And these 'early' stories are just perfect!!! The six stories:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Which There Is Nowhere Nice To Sleep&lt;br /&gt;The Story of an Ear&lt;br /&gt;What Happened to Bobby Dot&lt;br /&gt;You Can Puke On Me&lt;br /&gt;In Which Lumphy is Brave With a Tuna Casserole&lt;br /&gt;The Arrival of Plastic, and Also The Reason We Are Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main character of this one happens to be Stingray. In the first story, we learn of how she arrived too late for the little girl's birthday party, but just in time to arrive on the ACTUAL birthday. As a new toy, she hasn't really found her place in the bedroom just yet. She's getting acquainted with the other toys, the other stuffed animals. She's learning--observing--everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two new characters introduced are Sheep (was Sheep in the other two books? Have I forgotten?) and Bobby Dot. There's a good reason why Bobby Dot, the walrus, is NOT in the later books. At first, I wasn't exactly sure why Bobby Dot's story is included in Toys Come Home. Then I thought about it and thought about it some more. Things like that just happen. Not to be overly dramatic, but that's just a toy's life. And I definitely liked how that story is REDEEMED with a very familiar character, Lumphy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun to see the Little Girl shopping. There's just something oh-so-true about these books. In this one, one of the things I loved was HOW very individual the toys were. How when she was shopping she just knew, she just could tell, which (stuffed) ANIMAL was for her. Because the toys are so very-very real to her. Maybe not every reader can relate. But I can!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So some of the stories are just good fun, and one or two are slightly more serious. (Though not as tragically sentimental as say The Velveteen Rabbit). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-7177606974474478173?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/7177606974474478173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=7177606974474478173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7177606974474478173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7177606974474478173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/10/toys-come-home.html' title='Toys Come Home'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PBam3gks50Y/ToY56a9y6CI/AAAAAAAAJOk/TjjS1ITGaQU/s72-c/97593309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-2438739087258275358</id><published>2011-10-01T18:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T19:42:26.214-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1958'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='independence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic children&apos;s books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>Umbrella</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Dax16A_jBY/ToecPaZ0zZI/AAAAAAAAJOs/WPfQuKslU7w/s1600/8634544.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Dax16A_jBY/ToecPaZ0zZI/AAAAAAAAJOs/WPfQuKslU7w/s320/8634544.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Umbrella by Taro Yashima. 1958/2004. Penguin. 40 pages.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Momo is the name of a little girl who was born in New York. The word Momo means "the peach" in Japan where her father and mother used to live. On her third birthday Momo was given two presents--red rubber boots and an umbrella! They pleased her so much that she even woke up that midnight to take another look at them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umbrella by Taro Yashima IS my favorite, favorite, favorite picture book. I can't remember a time when I didn't love and adore this one.&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/_LYvkhpBgSnM/SX3-fImInjI/AAAAAAAAFXo/ypJMI-HIr2s/s400/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LYvkhpBgSnM/SX3-fImInjI/AAAAAAAAFXo/ypJMI-HIr2s/s320/6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Umbrella is the story of a little girl, Momo, who is oh-so-excited about her birthday presents. On her third birthday, Momo received red rubber boots and an umbrella. But Momo has to learn some patience. For the rain is SLOW in coming. And her parents aren't going to be easily persuaded that her umbrella is a must for dealing with sun and wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, of course, the rain does come. And the wait was worth it. For Momo gets to use her new boots and umbrella. And she gets to walk all by herself without holding onto her mother's or father's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is the rhythm of the rain that makes this such a memorable story? With it's oh-so-lovely refrain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On her umbrella, the raindrops made the wonderful music--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bon polo&lt;br /&gt;bon polo&lt;br /&gt;ponpolo ponpolo&lt;br /&gt;ponpolo ponpolo&lt;br /&gt;bolo bolo ponpolo&lt;br /&gt;bolo bolo ponpolo&lt;br /&gt;boto boto ponpolo&lt;br /&gt;boto boto ponpolo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the way home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LYvkhpBgSnM/SX3-tInoo1I/AAAAAAAAFYI/qdFtsS5AXVA/s400/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LYvkhpBgSnM/SX3-tInoo1I/AAAAAAAAFYI/qdFtsS5AXVA/s320/2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As much as I love the text--and I do LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the text--I must say that I really, really LOVE the illustrations. I do. From cover to cover. Even the end papers. I just LOVE Taro Yashima's artwork. His style made a definite impression on me--and it's one that has stuck with me through the years. There's just something unforgettable about each page--&lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt; each page. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a sweet, sweet book that continues to charm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 5 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 5 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 10 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-2438739087258275358?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/2438739087258275358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=2438739087258275358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/2438739087258275358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/2438739087258275358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/10/umbrella.html' title='Umbrella'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Dax16A_jBY/ToecPaZ0zZI/AAAAAAAAJOs/WPfQuKslU7w/s72-c/8634544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-9182050269376103511</id><published>2011-10-01T14:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T14:54:34.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Nominate for Cybils!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dadtalk.typepad.com/.a/6a00d83451b06869e201543594e9f4970c-120wi" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://dadtalk.typepad.com/.a/6a00d83451b06869e201543594e9f4970c-120wi" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just wanted to let everyone know that it is time to &lt;a href="http://www.wandsandworlds.com/cybils/nominate.php"&gt;nominate books&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a href="http://www.cybils.com/"&gt;Cybils&lt;/a&gt;!!! Nominations close October 15th. Be sure to read the &lt;a href="http://www.cybils.com/2011/09/nominations-are-open.html"&gt;NEW eligibility rules&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The categories are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy Readers/Short Chapter Books&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy and Science Fiction (Middle Grade)&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy and Science Fiction (Young Adult)&lt;br /&gt;Middle Grade Fiction&lt;br /&gt;Young Adult Fiction&lt;br /&gt;Fiction Picture Books&lt;br /&gt;Nonfiction Picture Books&lt;br /&gt;Nonfiction Middle Grade and Young Adult &lt;br /&gt;Graphic Novels (Middle Grade)&lt;br /&gt;Graphic Novels (Young Adult)&lt;br /&gt;Poetry&lt;br /&gt;Book Apps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All nominations must be &lt;i&gt;intended&lt;/i&gt; for children or young adults. &lt;br /&gt;To be eligible the book must have been published between October 16, 2010 - October 15, 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-9182050269376103511?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/9182050269376103511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=9182050269376103511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/9182050269376103511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/9182050269376103511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/10/time-to-nominate-for-cybils.html' title='Time to Nominate for Cybils!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-5520037459314214979</id><published>2011-09-28T08:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T08:54:04.067-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HarperCollins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Charlie the Ranch Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/94190000/94198384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/94190000/94198384.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Charlie the Ranch Dog. Ree Drummond. Illustrated by Diane Degroat. 2011. HarperCollins. 40 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, hello. My name is Charlie. I live in the country. I'm a ranch dog. This is Suzie. She's my best friend. We sure don't look much alike, do we? Suzie, unfortunately, doesn't have the paws I have. Or the droopy eyes. Or the floppy skin. Or...the big dangly ears. Suzie's ears don't dangle. Never have. Never will. I try not to hold that against her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really liked this one! I thought it was a very cute dog story. Charlie may talk the talk, but does he really do as much work around the ranch as he claims?! One of the things I liked best about this one was Charlie's voice. It just felt right to me! I especially loved this scene:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The first thing we do every day is get out of bed early. Too early. Dark early. I'd better go wake up Suzie. She's never been much of a morning dog.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;And then there is this little gem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;After breakfast, I usually go help Mama in her vegetable garden. Mama loves her garden. I don't really understand all the fuss. I'd prefer a bacon garden myself. But I go ahead and lend a hand anyway.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Of course, half the fun is spotting the differences between the text and the illustrations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really enjoyed both the text and the illustrations. You might &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/blog/2011/04/twenty-steps-to-writing-a-childrens-book/"&gt;enjoy reading the back story&lt;/a&gt; of this picture book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 5 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 9 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-5520037459314214979?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/5520037459314214979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=5520037459314214979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/5520037459314214979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/5520037459314214979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/charlie-ranch-dog.html' title='Charlie the Ranch Dog'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-8206025084794690404</id><published>2011-09-28T08:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T09:13:47.559-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beavers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>17 Things I'm Not Allowed To Do Anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/99670000/99678562.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/99670000/99678562.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;17 Things I'm Not Allowed To Do Anymore. Jenny Offill. Illustrated by Nancy Carpenter. 2007. Random House. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I had an idea to staple my brother's hair to his pillow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am not allowed to use the stapler anymore.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I had an idea to glue my brother's bunny slippers to the floor.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am not allowed to use the glue anymore.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this one. I was hoping to love it. I mean I just loved &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/11-experiments-that-failed.html"&gt;11 Experiments That Failed&lt;/a&gt;--the second book--which just released yesterday. And it was a decidedly cute and clever book. One with an original premise. A girl who just CANNOT stay out of trouble. She's always, always picking on her brother. And she's PASSIONATE about beavers. And she doesn't exactly like school. (I imagine her teacher has quite an opinion about her!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I had an idea to do my George Washington report on beavers instead.&lt;br /&gt;I am not allowed to do reports on beavers anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I had an idea to dedicate my report to all beavers that ever lived.&lt;br /&gt;I am not allowed to dedicate my report to beavers anymore.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;I thought there was a little too much emphasis on beavers. I would have enjoyed a little more variety perhaps. (Like there is in the second book!!!) But still, beavers and all, this one is a fun read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-8206025084794690404?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/8206025084794690404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=8206025084794690404&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8206025084794690404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8206025084794690404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/17-things-im-not-allowed-to-do-anymore.html' title='17 Things I&apos;m Not Allowed To Do Anymore'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-1807596604483897126</id><published>2011-09-27T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T13:59:25.151-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monsters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candlewick'/><title type='text'>Creepy Monsters, Sleepy Monsters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/87270000/87277477.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/87270000/87277477.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Creepy Monsters, Sleepy Monsters. Jane Yolen. Illustrated by Kelly Murphy. 2011. Candlewick Press. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Monsters creep, monsters crawl,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Over the meadow and up the wall.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Monsters run, monsters stumble,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Monsters hip-hop, Monsters tumble,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Monsters slither, monsters wave,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;All in a hurry to get to their cave...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time for these monsters to go to bed...but are they ready to go to bed without a fight?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this one. It was fun. It is definitely not your cute-little-bunnies-getting-all-ready-for-bed bedtime story book. Which is a nice change! Is it my favorite bedtime book ever? Of course not. But I think it's a fun little book that you and your little ones might enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-1807596604483897126?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/1807596604483897126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=1807596604483897126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/1807596604483897126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/1807596604483897126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/creepy-monsters-sleepy-monsters.html' title='Creepy Monsters, Sleepy Monsters'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-8283315481275033708</id><published>2011-09-27T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T13:48:59.826-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graphic novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Can Press'/><title type='text'>Binky Under Pressure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/118530000/118535629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/118530000/118535629.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Binky Under Pressure. Ashley Spires. 2011. Kids Can. 64 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the third graphic novel for young readers in the Binky series. And I did enjoy it. I'm not sure that I loved it as much as the first adventure--when Binky was such a surprise, such a delight. But I definitely am always excited to see a new Binky adventure. I love this cat, I do. I love seeing him "fight" aliens and "protect" his humans. I love seeing the world through his eyes. There's just something funny about reading something from a cat's perspective! (Maybe not every reader agrees.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this third adventure, Binky faces new dangers. There's a NEW CAT in his &lt;strike&gt;house&lt;/strike&gt; space station--a feline named Gracie. And her presence changes everything. She is eating HIS food, drinking HIS water, playing with his toys, getting his humans attention, etc. So he does what he can to discourage her, but it may not be easy to intimidate her, because she may just be a cat on a mission!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Gracie a friend or foe? Is she on his side ready to battle aliens and protect the space station? Or could she be an enemy robot controlled by the aliens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this one. It was funny and clever. The first adventure is &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2009/07/binky-space-cat.html"&gt;Binky the Space Cat&lt;/a&gt;. The second is &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/10/binky-to-rescue.html"&gt;Binky to the Rescue&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-8283315481275033708?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/8283315481275033708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=8283315481275033708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8283315481275033708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8283315481275033708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/binky-under-pressure.html' title='Binky Under Pressure'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-194494719469421576</id><published>2011-09-27T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T13:27:08.679-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Can Press'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>Reaching</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yh5CVXZZngA/ToISxryTOQI/AAAAAAAAJOg/Bfc6n-rujEc/s1600/118538817.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yh5CVXZZngA/ToISxryTOQI/AAAAAAAAJOg/Bfc6n-rujEc/s320/118538817.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching. Judy Ann Sadler. Illustrated by Susan Mitchell. 2011. Kids Can Press. 32 pages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mama is reaching&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lifts Baby up high&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She swings him and sings him&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A sweet lullaby.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Daddy is reaching&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To kiss Baby's nose&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He laughs and he tickles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Plump tummy and toes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sister is reaching&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wants in on the huddle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;More kisses and tickles--&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A fun family cuddle.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this one. I just LOVE, LOVE, LOVE it. Is it sweet? Yes. Is it precious? Yes. Is it too cute for its own good? I don't think so. I *know* everyone has their own cute-tolerance. And, for some, a sweet picture book can become sickeningly sweet. But for me, Reaching is JUST RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching is about a family welcoming a new baby--a new baby boy--into the family. EVERY member of the family is excited--thrilled--with his arrival. They just can't get enough of their dear, dear, sweet baby boy. But this isn't exactly a book about a 'newborn' baby. The baby is seen sitting and taking some small steps, etc. Instead it is a celebration of life, of love, of family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the text. I love the rhyming. I know I can be a bit picky when it comes to rhymes. Something either works for me, or it doesn't. But in this case, I thought it was just about right, just about perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the illustrations. I am ABSOLUTELY loving the illustrations. I just LOVE them. They're super-sweet, super-cute. Just delightful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 5 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 9 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-194494719469421576?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/194494719469421576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=194494719469421576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/194494719469421576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/194494719469421576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/reaching.html' title='Reaching'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yh5CVXZZngA/ToISxryTOQI/AAAAAAAAJOg/Bfc6n-rujEc/s72-c/118538817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-3652689921590395692</id><published>2011-09-27T13:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T13:11:28.063-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simon and Schuster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pigs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Pretty Princess Pig</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/95350000/95354889.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/95350000/95354889.JPG" width="317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pretty Princess Pig. Jane Yolen and Heidi E.Y. Stemple. Illustrated by Sam Williams. 2011. Simon &amp;amp; Schuster. (Little Simon). 24 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pretty in pink is Princess Pig.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Her trotters are tiny. Her snout is big.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She loves to eat. She loves to dig.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pretty Princess Pig.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;At the first pink light of dawn,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;she snorts one enormous yawn,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;then throws her flowered party dress on.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pretty Princess Pig.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I hated it. I'll be honest. The first few pages, I was like this book is NOT for me. It's too pink, too glittery, too rhyming. But I kept reading. I looked past the pinky-pinkness of it. I looked past the princess nonsense, and what I discovered was that it is actually a funny story about a pig who keeps getting messier and messier and messier as she prepares for a gathering of her friends--tea, cookies, scones, crumpets, etc. The messier she got, the messier her home got, the more I liked her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I wouldn't say this book is a new favorite. I ended up liking it more than I thought I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-3652689921590395692?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/3652689921590395692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=3652689921590395692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3652689921590395692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3652689921590395692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/pretty-princess-pig.html' title='Pretty Princess Pig'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-6394929846934242669</id><published>2011-09-27T12:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T13:38:51.059-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Can Press'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>My Name is Elizabeth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/118530000/118538852.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/118530000/118538852.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My Name is Elizabeth! Annika Dunklee. Illustrated by Matthew Forsythe. 2011. Kids Can Press. 24 pages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My name is Elizabeth.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I really like my name. I like that it's nine letters long.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I like all the neat things my mouth does when I say it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I also like that there is a queen named after me!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I don't like it when people call me names other than Elizabeth.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't dare call this Elizabeth Betsy, Liz, Lizzy, Beth, or Eliza. She is ELIZABETH. Can this little girl convince the people in her life--her family, her friends, her classmates and teachers, her neighbors, to get her name right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this one. I did. I thought it was cute and clever. I won't say that I loved it. But it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 2 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-6394929846934242669?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/6394929846934242669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=6394929846934242669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/6394929846934242669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/6394929846934242669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-name-is-elizabeth.html' title='My Name is Elizabeth!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-2248369666197387127</id><published>2011-09-27T11:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T11:46:10.148-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>The Day Tiger Rose Said Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/76870000/76870735.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/76870000/76870735.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Day Tiger Rose Said Goodbye. Jane Yolen. Illustrated by Jim LaMarche. 2011. Random House. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The day Tiger Rose said goodbye was a soft spring day, the sun only half risen. Little brilliant butterflies, like bits of colored paper, floated among the flowers. Tiger Rose had been born in the city, but now she lived in the country in a house filled with laughter and cat treats. There, a boy and a girl loved her, a dog named Rowf tolerated her, and two grown-ups called Mom and Pop let her sit on the sofa as long as she did not use her claws.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're looking for a picture book about a pet cat that dies, AND The Tenth Good Thing About Barney* disgusts you, then The Day Tiger Rose Said Goodbye is the book for you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be honest, I don't like books about pets that die. I really, really don't. Why? Because it's MISERABLE when a pet dies, and any book that talks about it just makes you feel all sad. Even if you've gotten over it--or you think you've gotten over it--reading about it can make you feel sad all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT. If you're going to read about a cat dying, then The Day Tiger Rose Said Goodbye is a fine choice. I like that it is quiet, gentle, passive. There's a sweet certainty to it. It's not OVERLY dramatic, but it is final. Tiger Rose knows that this is the day, that her time has come. And she is saying goodbye to her life, goodbye to everything she loves. The fact that the humans in her life don't quite 'get' that she is saying goodbye with her meow, well, it doesn't change her sentiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The illustrations are my favorite part I think. They're just beautiful, I think. Very expressive. Yet gentle. Almost reflective. If the cat had had a fluffier tail, I'm not sure I could have finished this one with dry eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 7 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-2248369666197387127?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/2248369666197387127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=2248369666197387127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/2248369666197387127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/2248369666197387127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-tiger-rose-said-goodbye.html' title='The Day Tiger Rose Said Goodbye'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-4558400609101698299</id><published>2011-09-27T11:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T11:10:45.363-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Can Press'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>The Busy Beaver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/118530000/118538871.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/118530000/118538871.JPG" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Busy Beaver. Nicholas Oldland. 2011. Kids Can Press. 32 pages.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There once was a beaver who was so busy that he didn't always think things through. This beaver's carelessness was becoming a problem. His dams leaked, and he always made a mess of the forest--he left trees half-chewed, and worse, he felled more than he needed. Perhaps worst of all, the beaver went about his work with so little thought that a tree landed right on top of a bear. And once he even chewed a moose's leg thinking it was a tree. The beaver was just that careless.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beaver is so busy being busy that he's become horribly careless. He's careless with his friends. He's careless with nature. But there is a price he has to pay for being so careless--he ends up in the hospital. Will his time mending teach him to slow down and do things right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not really like this one. I didn't hate it. It just felt too like it was too much of a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 2 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-4558400609101698299?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/4558400609101698299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=4558400609101698299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4558400609101698299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4558400609101698299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/busy-beaver.html' title='The Busy Beaver'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-8715137804562338952</id><published>2011-09-27T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T11:01:06.914-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Can Press'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>The Call of the Cowboy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/120970000/120971772.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/120970000/120971772.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Call of the Cowboy. David Bruins. Illustrated by Hilary Leung. 2011. Kids Can Press.&amp;nbsp; 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The cowboy was a good friend to the ninja and the bear. He was kind. He was caring. He was fun. He was funny. But sometimes he could cause a ruckus. One day his noisiness came between him and his friends...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely enjoyed the first two books in this series: &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2009/11/legend-of-ninja-cowboy-bear.html"&gt;The Legend of Ninja Cowboy Bear&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/10/way-of-ninja.html"&gt;The Way of the Ninja&lt;/a&gt;. So I was happy to see the release of a third book. All three books are about friendships: how to be a friend, how to keep a friend, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cowboy can be a fun friend, it's true. But sometimes he can be a little TOO LOUD. Sometimes he doesn't know how to be quiet, OR in other words, sometimes he doesn't know how to respect his friends wish for peace and quiet. Ninja, for example, wanted to read a book. But Cowboy--without exactly meaning to disturb the peace--was making it too hard for him to concentrate and appreciate the book. Bear, for example, wanted to take photographs of birds. But Cowboy didn't know that his noise would keep Bear from getting the photographs he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Cowboy learn his lesson? Can he come to like and appreciate silence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this one. Yes, it's all about a lesson or moral. But I like the three friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 2 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-8715137804562338952?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/8715137804562338952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=8715137804562338952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8715137804562338952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8715137804562338952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/call-of-cowboy.html' title='The Call of the Cowboy'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-3360181602184056118</id><published>2011-09-27T10:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T10:46:07.853-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Can Press'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photographs'/><title type='text'>Welcome to the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/118530000/118538861.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/118530000/118538861.JPG" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Welcome to the World by Valerie Wyatt. Photographs by Lennette Newell. 2011. Kids Can Press. 24 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Baby,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Welcome to the world and all its wonders. You will feel the sun on your skin and be warmed by it. You will see light chase darkness as clouds pass by. You will hear the wind in the trees and feel cool raindrops. You will see flowers in bloom and smell their sweet scent...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love looking at lovely photographs of babies, then you may enjoy this little picture book. The photographs are lovely. I could look at photos of babies all day long. There's just something adorable and sweet and precious about it all. The text itself is a 'welcome' message of sorts, introducing babies (supposedly) to the world around them. There is a strong emphasis on nature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is not a board book. It is a 'delicate' book in that its pages could be ripped by young hands. So your audience needs to be young enough so that they are not reaching and grabbing or chewing and sucking. OR old enough that they know how to treat books well--gently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think the text of this one is 'entertaining' enough for preschoolers to appreciate or enjoy.(Because the text isn't a story so much as it is a sentimental letter.) Though of course that depends on YOUR child. I think the text may appeal more to adults--because it means &lt;i&gt;something more&lt;/i&gt; to adults. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 2 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Photographs: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-3360181602184056118?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/3360181602184056118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=3360181602184056118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3360181602184056118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3360181602184056118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/welcome-to-world.html' title='Welcome to the World'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-5520359781547293416</id><published>2011-09-27T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T09:19:06.025-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fairy tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>The Princess and the Pig</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VfwWXZ-MqFo/ToDc8gNcaNI/AAAAAAAAJOc/6YtpbWm83Cg/s1600/120771084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VfwWXZ-MqFo/ToDc8gNcaNI/AAAAAAAAJOc/6YtpbWm83Cg/s1600/120771084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Princess and the Pig. Jonathan Emmett. Illustrated by Poly Bernatene. 2011. Walker. 32 pages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not that long ago, in a kingdom not far from here, a farmer was traveling home from the market with a cartload of straw. The farmer was so poor that he didn't have a horse and had to pull his own cart. In the back of the cart lay a tiny pink piglet. Nobody wanted to buy the piglet at the market, but the farmer had taken pity on it. "I'll call you Pigmella," he decided, as this seemed like a good name for a pig.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Princess and the Pig is a delightful book; one that I just loved and adored! The royal princess, Priscilla, is dropped from the tower--the Queen being so disgusted by the smell coming from the baby's diaper--the baby lands quite safely in the farmer's cart. The pig goes up, up, up in the air and lands in the baby's cradle. Because EVERYONE in the kingdom seems to read the right kinds of books--the kinds of books with fairies--good and bad--the kinds of books where the unexpected happens all the time--it's assumed by all that a bad fairy has turned the princess into a pig and a good fairy has turned the pig into a baby girl because she knew that the farmer and his wife are good, hardworking people who haven't been able to have a child of their own all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the story of course follows both the princess and the pig through the years...and it's quite an entertaining read!!! Very satisfying I must say!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a great story, very fun, very delightful! Loved all the details! Loved the highlighting of all the books. I'd definitely recommend this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 5 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 5 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 10 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-5520359781547293416?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/5520359781547293416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=5520359781547293416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/5520359781547293416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/5520359781547293416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/princess-and-pig.html' title='The Princess and the Pig'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VfwWXZ-MqFo/ToDc8gNcaNI/AAAAAAAAJOc/6YtpbWm83Cg/s72-c/120771084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-8908395836634557364</id><published>2011-09-27T09:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T09:21:24.507-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candlewick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Naamah and the Ark at Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/130750000/130753468.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/130750000/130753468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Naamah and the Ark at Night. Susan Campbell Bartoletti. Illustrated by Holly Meade. 2011. Candlewick. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As rain falls over the ark at night,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As water swirls in the dark of night,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As thunder crashes the seams of night,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As Noah tosses in dreams of night,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As restless animals prowl at night,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As they pace and roar and growl at night,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Naamah sings all through the night.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan Campbell Bartoletti imaginatively and poetically retells the story of Noah's Ark in her newest book, Naamah and the Ark at Night. In this picture book, readers meet Noah's wife, Naamah, whose singing through the night brings comfort and peace to everyone on the ark. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I was puzzled by the repetition--the emphasis on the word night. But after reading the author's note, my curiosity was satisfied. The author is writing in a poetic form called ghazal which dates back to the seventh century. It is a disciplined Arabic form of poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this one. I was able to appreciate it. I've read a handful of Noah's Ark books in the past few years that have annoyed me, that I found too irreverent, too silly, too obnoxious, too whatever. (And it does bother me when Noah is presented WITHOUT his wife or without his wife and children.) This book I found interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-8908395836634557364?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/8908395836634557364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=8908395836634557364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8908395836634557364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8908395836634557364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/naamah-and-ark-at-night.html' title='Naamah and the Ark at Night'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-8632953251082896970</id><published>2011-09-27T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T09:15:51.585-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghosts'/><title type='text'>The Hungry Ghost of Rue Orleans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/98650000/98656721.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/98650000/98656721.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Hungry Ghost of Rue Orleans. Mary Quattlebaum. Illustrated by Patricia Castelao. 2011. Random House. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fred lived alone at 28 Rue Orleans. Once the house had been a jazzy-snazzy, sweet-and-spicy spot, but now? The floors squeaked, the roof leaked, and dust coated the chairs. But Fred liked his rickety house. All night he moaned and clicked his fingers and tended his tiny cactus. If he got hungry, he gobbled some air. The perfect life for a ghost.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books--even picture books--can surprise you. I didn't think I'd like this one--at all. And I'm not saying that I love it, but when you begin a book with big, big doubts, thinking that it most probably won't be for you, when that turns out not to be the case, well, you can't help getting a little excited about it! (The opposite of how you feel when you expect to love, love, love a book and end up being frustrated, disappointed, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this picture book is about what happens when an old house in New Orleans is bought and turned into a restaurant. Fred is used to haunting a house--a wonderfully dusty, creaky house. But Fred is NOT happy about haunting a busy, noisy restaurant! And haunts it he does. But while he intended--perhaps--to scare the guests away, he ends up being the unique charm of the place. People see him as a little something extra that makes this restaurant worth eating at. How does Fred feel about all this?! Well, his mind might change once he gets a taste of powdered "ghost" puffs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I liked about this one was the language. With phrases like "munchers and clankers" to describe the customers, it had me at hello. I just thought the language, the style, was lovely. I still don't necessarily "like" ghost stories. But this one, well, it worked for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-8632953251082896970?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/8632953251082896970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=8632953251082896970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8632953251082896970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8632953251082896970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/hungry-ghost-of-rue-orleans.html' title='The Hungry Ghost of Rue Orleans'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-1932290836265201648</id><published>2011-09-27T08:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T08:06:00.102-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candlewick Press'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1987'/><title type='text'>The Yellow House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/87270000/87278279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/87270000/87278279.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Yellow House. Blake Morrison. Illustrated by Helen Craig. 1987/2011. Candlewick Press. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every day we passed the yellow house on our way to the park, Mom and me and my little sister, Jenny. The house was on its own. It looked old, sad, and rather scary.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to keep this one short. After all, why waste time with a book I'm not eager to recommend?! This picture book was just odd to me. I haven't decided if the intent is just to be odd, or if the intent is to be odd and CREEPY. Is it a seemingly simple book about a young girl with an active imagination? Or is the "little boy that beckons to her" meant to be creepy? I found him VERY creepy. But that could just be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. There's this abandoned house that the heroine passes often. She feels a little sad--if sad is the right word?--that no one lives there. That the house doesn't have a family, a family with little children. One day the little girl passes the house and stops. She "notices" a little boy in the yard. He wants her to play with him. And they have an over-the-top, completely unbelievable adventure together. But. Of course she never sees him again because no one lives there, the place is abandoned and will likely always be abandoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the book is weird. I suppose it could just be unusual or quirky or peculiar. I didn't like it. But you may like it more than I did. Are you a fan of this one? If you like it--love it--I'd love to hear why. I would appreciate seeing it through someone else's eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 2 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 2 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-1932290836265201648?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/1932290836265201648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=1932290836265201648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/1932290836265201648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/1932290836265201648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/yellow-house.html' title='The Yellow House'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-2032828383298795494</id><published>2011-09-26T14:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:16:20.984-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scholastic'/><title type='text'>Shoe-La-La</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n3b7mR6VMLU/ToDUSYbAeBI/AAAAAAAAJOY/1dO77Hl_xcQ/s1600/shoelala.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n3b7mR6VMLU/ToDUSYbAeBI/AAAAAAAAJOY/1dO77Hl_xcQ/s320/shoelala.JPG" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Shoe-La-La. Karen Beaumont. Illustrated by LeUyen Pham. 2011. Scholastic. 40 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Party dresses, party hair...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Need new party shoes to wear.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Emily, Ashley, Kaitlyn, Claire!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let's go find the perfect pair!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shoe-la-la!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;They're everywhere.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rows and rows!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;These or those?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Up, up on our tippy toes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Can't wait to choose new shoes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here goes!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I really be liking a book with SO MUCH glitter on the cover? I'm not a glitter-loving girl after all. But. I was pleasantly surprised by Karen Beaumont's Shoe-la-la! I found this book about four friends to be so much fun! The rhythm-and-rhyme of it worked for me. (I can be a bit picky, I know!) And the illustrations by LeUyen Pham, well, they were fantastic!!! I just love, love, love her work so very much!!! I don't know that I've ever read a book she's illustrated (or written) that I didn't end up loving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 5 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 9 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-2032828383298795494?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/2032828383298795494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=2032828383298795494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/2032828383298795494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/2032828383298795494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/shoe-la-la.html' title='Shoe-La-La'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n3b7mR6VMLU/ToDUSYbAeBI/AAAAAAAAJOY/1dO77Hl_xcQ/s72-c/shoelala.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-1374331450585700939</id><published>2011-09-26T14:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:15:42.052-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monkeys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candlewick'/><title type='text'>Be Quiet, Mike!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/130750000/130753482.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/130750000/130753482.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Be Quiet, Mike! Leslie Patricelli. 2011. Candlewick. 40 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is a story about a monkey named Mike, who started drumming as a tiny little tyke. He played with his fingers; he played with his feet--a funky little monkey with a beat, beat, beat.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bing, bong, bing, his rhythms would sing, but poor Monkey Mike heard only one thing...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He heard it from his parents; he heard it from his sis; he heard it from the neighbors, and it sounded like this:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;BE QUIET, MIKE!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I wasn't sure about this one. It was never a case of liking or not liking; no, it was a do I like this?, do I really like this? or do I love it? Leslie Patricelli is one of my favorite authors for young readers. I've loved--often loved, loved, loved--many of her simpler books like Higher, Higher; Tubby; Potty; Yummy Yucky; Quiet Loud; No No Yes Yes; Baby Happy Baby Sad; The Birthday Box, etc. Be Quiet, Mike definitely has more words than any of those books I just mentioned! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the more I read Be Quiet, Mike! the more I liked it. And I think it is because of the rhythm of it. It's a simple story of a loud little monkey who has to find the right way to express himself. He finds it through music--a drum set--as you might have guessed. Anyway, there is something musical about Be Quiet, Mike. I'm not saying that it is as musical, as magical, as say Hand, Hand, Fingers, Thumb by Al Perkins (one of my favorite, favorite, favorite, favorite books of all times), but it works. There is something fun about reading this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 7 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-1374331450585700939?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/1374331450585700939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=1374331450585700939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/1374331450585700939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/1374331450585700939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/be-quiet-mike.html' title='Be Quiet, Mike!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-3465619366124939507</id><published>2011-09-26T12:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:14:24.582-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>11 Experiments That Failed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LRsqPD02p1c/ToC7WC-3QaI/AAAAAAAAJOU/_ZKqrlFbjtE/s1600/11experimentsthatfailed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LRsqPD02p1c/ToC7WC-3QaI/AAAAAAAAJOU/_ZKqrlFbjtE/s1600/11experimentsthatfailed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;11 Experiments That Failed by Jenny Offill. Illustrated by Nancy Carpenter. 2011. Random House. 40 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Question: Can a kid make it through the winter eating only snow and ketchup?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hypothesis: Ketchup and snow are the only food groups a kid needs.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What You Need: Ketchup, Snow&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What to Do: 1. Make snowball, 2. Dip in ketchup, 3. Eat, 4. Repeat three times a day until spring.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What Happened: Stomachache, brain freeze, love of ketchup wavering.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is just the first (failed) experiment our passionate young scientist is trying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just LOVED, LOVED, LOVED this one. I did. I loved it because it was funny. It was just hilarious. It was fun and quirky and unexpectedly wonderful. (Though if you're familiar with 17 Things I'm Not Allowed To Do Anymore, then it may not be so unexpected. I'm not completely sure I've read the first book with this oh-so-quirky, oh-so-trouble-prone heroine, so I plan on reading it soon--just in case!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were MANY great experiments in the book. My personal favorite just happens to be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Question: Can a live beaver be ordered through the mail?&lt;br /&gt;Hypothesis: A live beaver can be ordered through the mail.&lt;br /&gt;What You Need: Five dollar bill, envelope, stamp.&lt;br /&gt;What to Do: 1. Fill out mail-order beaver form. 2. Attach five dollar bill, 3. Place form in stamped envelope. 4. Mail.&lt;br /&gt;What Happened: Allowance withheld until further notice. House declared No Beaver zone.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/blockquote&gt;All eleven experiments are great. And the book is just FANTASTIC. I just loved, loved, loved it cover to cover. I would definitely recommend this one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 5 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 8 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-3465619366124939507?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/3465619366124939507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=3465619366124939507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3465619366124939507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3465619366124939507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/11-experiments-that-failed.html' title='11 Experiments That Failed'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LRsqPD02p1c/ToC7WC-3QaI/AAAAAAAAJOU/_ZKqrlFbjtE/s72-c/11experimentsthatfailed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-4466202591376367956</id><published>2011-09-26T12:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:13:21.698-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>All The Way to America</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/66170000/66176933.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/66170000/66176933.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All The Way to America: The Story of a Big Italian Family and a Little Shovel. Dan Yaccarino. 2011. Random House. 40 pages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My great-grandfather Michele Iaccarino grew up on a farm in Sorrento, Italy. When he was a boy, his father gave him a little shovel so he could help tend the zucchini, tomatoes, and strawberries that his family sold in the village. They worked very hard but were always very poor. And so when he was a young man, Michele left Italy and went all the way to America in search of new opportunities. "Work hard," his father told him, handing him the little shovel. "But remember to enjoy life." "And never forget your family," his mother said. She hugged him and gave him their few family photographs and her recipe for tomato sauce.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan Yaccarino tells a very personal story in All the Way to America. He shares his family history--the history of four generations: his great-grandparents, his grandparents, his parents, and himself, how he's passing on the legacy to his own children. It's a picture book that celebrates family, family values, and life. The good advice being passed on through the generations just as much as that one little shovel. It was a very simple, very sweet story. (I really liked seeing how the shovel was used by each generation.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would definitely recommend this one. I really loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 8 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-4466202591376367956?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/4466202591376367956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=4466202591376367956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4466202591376367956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4466202591376367956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/all-way-to-america.html' title='All The Way to America'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-3417268404189793053</id><published>2011-09-26T12:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:12:27.644-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>The Best Birthday Party Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/67890000/67897969.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/67890000/67897969.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Best Birthday Party Ever. Jennifer LaRue Huget. Illustrated by LeUyen Pham. 2011. Random House. 40 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My birthday is 5 months, 3 weeks, 2 days, and 8 hours away. Today I started to plan my party. It is going to be the best birthday party ever. I will make the invitations myself. They will have a picture of me dressed like a princess on the front. My mother will help me color them in. We will put gold glitter in the envelopes so when people open them they'll get showered with fairy dust. I am inviting all my friends--57 of them, counting some kids I just met at the grocery story. Plus my grandmas. And the mailman. And the lady at the bank who gives me lollipops. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So begins this charming picture book by Jennifer LaRue Huget. The heroine of this one is super-super excited about turning seven. As the months, weeks, days, and hours go by, readers get to learn all about her plans for celebrating the big day. The heroine is very exuberant, very passionate; she is very easy to love! And the thing is she can "plan" all of this party without being a big brat, without whining or crying. Does she get her elephants? Does she get her two magicians? Does she get a birthday card from the President or the Queen? No, no, no. Her real birthday party is great enough, simple enough, to treasure. It's the little things that matter--like how her mom makes extra frosting just for her so she can eat it out of the bowl--that make this party a big success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this one. I just LOVED, LOVED, LOVED this one. It was funny and sweet and just about perfect. I just loved the illustrations. LeUyen Pham is without a doubt my favorite, favorite, favorite illustrator. I just LOVE and ADORE her work. I do. I can't help myself. I am just a big, big fan of her work. And the illustrations make this one extra special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really makes me happy to see a book with a great story AND great illustrations. That isn't always the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 5 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 9 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-3417268404189793053?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/3417268404189793053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=3417268404189793053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3417268404189793053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3417268404189793053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/best-birthday-party-ever.html' title='The Best Birthday Party Ever'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-4308628145818901062</id><published>2011-09-26T11:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:11:43.351-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>Edwin Speaks Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/82580000/82582419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/82580000/82582419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Edwin Speaks Up. April Stevens. Illustrated by Sophie Blackall. 2011. Random House. 40 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mrs. Finnemore was racing around the house.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Gloo poop SHOE noogie froo KEY," Baby Edwin was babbling. He was all dressed and ready to go to the supermarket.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Mommmmmy," Finney whined. "Can't we just go?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Suddenly Mrs. Finnemore stopped short.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Oh, for Pete's sake, there they are!" she said, and she reached into Fergus's shoe on the hall table and pulled out her car keys.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Edwin, the youngest of five Ferret children in the Finnemore family, can't talk yet, so everyone thinks. But if he can't talk, why does he have all the answers?! Time and time and time again his babbling reveals that he is much more OBSERVANT than his distracted mama. And he does try to help her out all he can. For example, when she loses her pocket book, she just can't see how helpful Edwin is being when he says: "Figbutton noo noo POCKY BOOKY froppin ROOF." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Edwin Speaks Out is a picture book about a family trip to the grocery store. Mrs. Finnemore is taking all five children to the grocery store with her. And she's told everyone to remind her to buy sugar so she can make Edwin a birthday cake. Well, of course one thing after another after another distracts her from the task at hand, and well, they are almost out of the store when....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Edwin finally get everyone's attention?! Will Edwin get the recognition he deserves?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't know how I feel about this one. I haven't read it aloud yet; I haven't given it an audience. And Edwin's babble could prove funny or amusing especially when read aloud. But the book definitely is a bit odd as well. I've seen really, really, really odd and peculiar books--this isn't that odd. But it's not quite your usual picture book either. A scatterbrained mom who just doesn't have it together--at all. And a babbling baby that can be a charmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 2 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-4308628145818901062?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/4308628145818901062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=4308628145818901062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4308628145818901062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4308628145818901062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/edwin-speaks-up.html' title='Edwin Speaks Up'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-3634208424592975786</id><published>2011-09-26T11:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:10:35.970-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Zoozical</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/99370000/99375317.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/99370000/99375317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ZooZical by Judy Sierra. Illustrated by Marc Brown. 2011. Random House. 40 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;One blustery morning, when frosty winds blew,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When families stayed home, and when field trips were few,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The midwinter doldrums arrived at the zoo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The zoo animals are bored, bored, bored. It's winter and the weather is keeping visitors away from the zoo. But with one little bounce--or hop--all that changes. The hop in question--from a small hippo--not the bounciest animal, perhaps, but wouldn't you hop out of the way if a BIG hippo was about to collapse on you? Inspired by this hop, the animals decide to put on a show. And this show--this talent show--brings in visitors once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a big fan of Judy Sierra. I think her rhyming--her rhythm--is lacking quite a bit. The rhymes feel unnatural and the story feels forced in places. The rhymes hold this story back. The premise of this one--performing animals, silly animal tricks, animals singing, dancing, laughing, etc. isn't a horrible one. It could actually be fun (think Dooby, Dooby Moo). And I always appreciate a good zoo story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strength of this one is in the illustrations by Marc Brown. I thought they worked well with this one. The illustrations alone kept me reading this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you read ZooZical? What did you think? Do you have a favorite zoo book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 1 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-3634208424592975786?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/3634208424592975786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=3634208424592975786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3634208424592975786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3634208424592975786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/09/zoozical.html' title='Zoozical'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-5499586819521722911</id><published>2011-07-05T19:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T19:18:16.389-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book I own'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simon and Schuster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='read aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2001'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Grump</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--EyyCc2pwNg/ThOl_kfWf_I/AAAAAAAAJMY/KlvnhMbOb1I/s1600/grump.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--EyyCc2pwNg/ThOl_kfWf_I/AAAAAAAAJMY/KlvnhMbOb1I/s320/grump.jpg" width="289" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Grump. Janet Wong. Illustrated by John Wallace. 2001. Simon &amp;amp; Schuster. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Look how tired this Mommy is&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tired and frumpy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Grouchy chumpy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, what a grump!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Look at Baby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Smart, good Baby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy Baby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Making gravy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Applesauce and ketchup gravy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not too lumpy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not too bumpy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Squish squish&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;DUMP!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grump is one of my favorite, favorite, favorite books. I almost don't even need to make the qualification of favorite &lt;i&gt;picture&lt;/i&gt; book. It's a book that begs to be read aloud again and again and again. The rhythm of it is almost magical--at least to me! I love the use of language, I do. I love the way it sounds, the way it feels on my tongue. It's real life. It's poetry. It just works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of this one is simple. It's been a LONG, LONG, LONG day for this Mom and her Baby. And even if the Baby doesn't think he needs a nap, he needs a nap. But will this baby go down for a nap? Not without an all-too-familiar-struggle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baby's going to take a nap now&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baby's going to take a nap now&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baby's going to take a nap now&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Take a nap now&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Little lump.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She puts him in his crib and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And oh of course that baby cries&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cries and whimpers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cries and whimpers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cries and whimpers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Play with me!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So Mommy sits&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And reads to Baby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reads so pretty&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reads so softly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reads and reads and reads until--&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess what happened to the oh-so-tired, oh-so-grumpy Mommy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is such a GREAT book. I loved how true-to-life it was. Not only for the baby, not only for the mommy--but it captures the ups and downs of the whole relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one has been a favorite going on ten years. Today I was looking to review some board books, hoping to find something great to share with you, when I thought again of Grump. Why isn't Grump still in print? Why hasn't it been reprinted? Why??? It's just a WONDERFUL book. And it would be a great board book!!! The combination of this story with that format would be just perfect!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-5499586819521722911?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/5499586819521722911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=5499586819521722911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/5499586819521722911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/5499586819521722911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/07/grump.html' title='Grump'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--EyyCc2pwNg/ThOl_kfWf_I/AAAAAAAAJMY/KlvnhMbOb1I/s72-c/grump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-1585485851275510444</id><published>2011-07-05T10:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T10:27:27.019-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opposites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concept books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='touch-and-feel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candlewick'/><title type='text'>I Like Vegetables</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iKWXprzavws/ThMtAASAXjI/AAAAAAAAJMQ/_R6WhfWF40M/s1600/112292203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iKWXprzavws/ThMtAASAXjI/AAAAAAAAJMQ/_R6WhfWF40M/s320/112292203.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I Like Vegetables. Lorena Siminovich. 2011. Candlewick Press. 10 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Above&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Below&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Carrots&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Inside&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Outside&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Like Vegetables is one of four titles available in Lorena Siminovich's Petit Collage series published by Candlewick. Previous titles include: &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-like-toys.html"&gt;I Like Toys&lt;/a&gt; (a concept board book about shapes), &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-like-fruit.html"&gt;I Like Fruit&lt;/a&gt; (a concept board book about colors), and &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-like-bugs.html"&gt;I Like Bugs&lt;/a&gt; (a concept board book about counting to five). And I must admit it is one of the best in the series. I thought it was really clever to use vegetables to show opposites! That harvest time is a great time to learn about opposites. The opposites included in the book are: above/below, inside/outside, tall/short, big/little, and empty/full.&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/-NXO6GsiOzHE/ThMtGS8pYoI/AAAAAAAAJMU/YYwvcfaj-Qo/s1600/91912280.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NXO6GsiOzHE/ThMtGS8pYoI/AAAAAAAAJMU/YYwvcfaj-Qo/s400/91912280.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a touch-and-feel book. And I enjoyed those elements on these pages. I especially liked the carrots and the peas! Well, for that matter I loved the corn too! If I'm being honest, I loved it all! I just *wish* that a touch-and-feel book would try a little harder to get the pumpkin right. Because I am relatively sure that most pumpkins do not feel velvet-like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy to recommend this one, to recommend the whole series! I just love the art and design of these!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-1585485851275510444?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/1585485851275510444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=1585485851275510444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/1585485851275510444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/1585485851275510444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-like-vegetables.html' title='I Like Vegetables'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iKWXprzavws/ThMtAASAXjI/AAAAAAAAJMQ/_R6WhfWF40M/s72-c/112292203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-558519631075031736</id><published>2011-07-05T10:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T10:11:30.799-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concept books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='touch-and-feel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shapes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candlewick'/><title type='text'>I Like Toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ccb6yQwfyLg/ThMnoangmmI/AAAAAAAAJMI/7IQBco4Fdms/s1600/97611315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ccb6yQwfyLg/ThMnoangmmI/AAAAAAAAJMI/7IQBco4Fdms/s320/97611315.JPG" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I Like Toys. Lorena Siminovich. 2011. Candlewick Press. 10 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Circle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ball&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yo-yo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;car&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Triangle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;playhouse&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;spinning top&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sailboat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a big, big fan of Lorena Siminovich's &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-like-bugs.html"&gt;I Like Bugs&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-like-fruit.html"&gt;I Like Fruit&lt;/a&gt;. So I was super-excited to learn that there were two new books in the&amp;nbsp; Petit Collage series: I Like Toys and I Like Vegetables. &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/-unXCuDxMupU/ThMpIyUasRI/AAAAAAAAJMM/x2iz2_Xjrz8/s1600/91912218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-unXCuDxMupU/ThMpIyUasRI/AAAAAAAAJMM/x2iz2_Xjrz8/s400/91912218.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Like Toys is a concept board book about shapes. The circle shape can be found in a ball, a yo-yo, and the tires on a car; the square shape can be found in a jack-in-the-box, a box, and a tower of blocks. Four shapes are includes in all: triangle, rectangle, square, and circle. Each page has a touch-and-feel element to it (the tires on the car, the sail on the sailboat, a block in the block tower, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The art and design of this one makes it fun. While I wouldn't say this is my &lt;i&gt;favorite&lt;/i&gt; book in the series, I can easily say that I'd recommend the series as a whole. The whole series is high quality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-558519631075031736?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/558519631075031736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=558519631075031736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/558519631075031736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/558519631075031736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-like-toys.html' title='I Like Toys'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ccb6yQwfyLg/ThMnoangmmI/AAAAAAAAJMI/7IQBco4Fdms/s72-c/97611315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-4454186647665283120</id><published>2011-06-23T17:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:18:29.169-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mo Willems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HarperCollins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>Hooray for Amanda and Her Alligator</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uLQTDV9178M/TgO_6MC2fAI/AAAAAAAAJMA/uHFSbzH-uWs/s1600/98230555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uLQTDV9178M/TgO_6MC2fAI/AAAAAAAAJMA/uHFSbzH-uWs/s320/98230555.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hooray for Amanda &amp;amp; Her Alligator. Mo Willems. 2011. HarperCollins. 72 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First sentence of the first story: &lt;i&gt;Amanda was at the library getting her books for the week. Her alligator was not. He was waiting for Amanda to get back. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to read 6 1/2 surprising stories about 2 surprising friends? What if those stories are written by Mo Willems?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a BIG, BIG fan of Mo Willems. I am. So I was so excited to read Hooray for Amanda &amp;amp; Her Alligator. I was happy to discover six (and a half) stories about a little girl, Amanda, and her best friend, a stuffed toy alligator. It was wonderful to see how many stories highlight Amanda's love for reading. Willems' shares with readers the titles of Amanda's library books: How to Raise a Tiger, Whale Songs for Beginners, Climbing Things for Fun and Profit, and You Can Make It Yourself: Jet Packs! (I thought the titles were clever--my favorites being Climbing Things for Fun and Profit and You Can Make It Yourself: Jet Packs!) The stories are just fun and imaginative and--at times--sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, in "A Surprising Value," Alligator is worried--and a bit sad--to discover that he's only "worth" seven cents. That he, in fact, came from the sale bucket. But Amanda reassures her dear friend that there was a very good reason no one else wanted to buy him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"No one wanted to buy you because they knew you were meant to be my best friend." After that, Alligator felt better. (And that's the truth.) (44-45)&lt;/blockquote&gt;I also enjoyed the last story, "A Surprising Discovery." In that story, Alligator is again worried. This time he's worried because Amanda has brought home 'a surprise' from her day at the zoo. She's brought home a new toy, a stuffed panda. This panda does NOT look like it was from the sale bucket. No, the panda definitely cost more than seven cents. So Alligator isn't all that happy about this new friend. Not until he realizes that Panda is great fun. Alligator used to spend his time waiting for Amanda; spent his time being bored, bored, bored. But with Panda around? Well, it's fun to "wait" for Amanda! Here's one of my favorite quotes from that story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When Amanda comes home, we will have fun, thought Alligator.&lt;br /&gt;We will sing songs!&lt;br /&gt;We will dress up!&lt;br /&gt;We will make discoveries!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Amanda will have another surprise for me!&lt;br /&gt;Alligator smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"Surprise!" yelled Amanda, swinging open the door. "Look what Grandpa got for me at the zoo!"&lt;br /&gt;It was a panda.&lt;br /&gt;The panda was huge.&lt;br /&gt;The panda was fluffy.&lt;br /&gt;The panda did not look like it came from the sale bucket.&lt;br /&gt;Alligator did not like Amanda's surprise. (58-60)&lt;/blockquote&gt;I enjoyed all the stories. I did. And I would definitely recommend this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 5 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 5 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 10 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-4454186647665283120?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/4454186647665283120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=4454186647665283120&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4454186647665283120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4454186647665283120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/06/hooray-for-amanda-and-her-alligator.html' title='Hooray for Amanda and Her Alligator'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uLQTDV9178M/TgO_6MC2fAI/AAAAAAAAJMA/uHFSbzH-uWs/s72-c/98230555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-3164472853671280109</id><published>2011-06-22T16:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:22:51.078-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concept books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alphabet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>If Rocks Could Sing: A Discovered Alphabet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/96930000/96935548.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/96930000/96935548.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If Rocks Could Sing: A Discovered Alphabet. Leslie McGuirk. 2011. Random House. 48 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A is for Addition &lt;br /&gt;B is for Bird&lt;br /&gt;C is for Couch potato&lt;br /&gt;D is for Dog&lt;br /&gt;E is for Elephant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fun and creative book. Leslie McGuirk shares her unique rock collection with readers in If Rocks Could Sing. She spent years searching for rocks in the shapes of all 26 letters in the alphabet, along with other fun shapes to pair with them. My favorite letters? O is for Ouch!,&amp;nbsp; D is for Dog, and P is for Penguin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is an alphabet book, a concept book. But it is so much more than that. It's just fascinating to look at all the rocks, to learn how this project came together after years of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustration 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 7 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-3164472853671280109?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/3164472853671280109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=3164472853671280109&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3164472853671280109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3164472853671280109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-rocks-could-sing-discovered-alphabet.html' title='If Rocks Could Sing: A Discovered Alphabet'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-2806634808171084036</id><published>2011-06-20T12:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T12:41:15.608-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graphic novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chapter books'/><title type='text'>Squish Super Amoeba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/73330000/73336168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/73330000/73336168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Squish Super Amoeba (Squish #1) by Jennifer L. Holm and Matthew Holm. 2011. Random House. 96 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squish is an amoeba was first introduced as a science fair project in Babymouse Mad Scientist. After the science fair, Babymouse returned Squish to the pond. In his first adventure, Squish has to decide if she should do the right thing--stand up for a friend and protect her from harm--or the easy thing--allow the bully to get away with it so that he doesn't become the bully's next target. This dilemma is slightly complicated by the fact that the one "needing" protecting is Peggy the Paramecium. (She is so over-the-top, she may just be my favorite character of them all.) The narrator is quite opinionated and very straightforward. This is a little of what he says about Peggy and her fate: Super sweet! Super clueless! Not Going to live Long!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say that I love Squish. I can't say that he appeals to me in the same way that Babymouse does. But. I think for the right reader, the right age group, for those looking for GREEN graphic novels instead of pink ones, this might be a good match. I did like that the graphic novel addresses serious issues like bullying and cheating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-2806634808171084036?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/2806634808171084036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=2806634808171084036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/2806634808171084036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/2806634808171084036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/06/squish-super-amoeba.html' title='Squish Super Amoeba'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-1806762198405475132</id><published>2011-06-20T12:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T12:41:48.459-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graphic novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chapter books'/><title type='text'>Babymouse Mad Scientist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/73330000/73336174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/73330000/73336174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Babymouse Mad Scientist (Babymouse #14). Jennifer L. Holm and Matthew Holm. 2011. Random House. 96 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this adventure, Babymouse braves science class and learns how much fun the science fair can be. At first she's not exactly sure what she wants to do for her science project. But eventually she decides on amoebas. Babymouse collects a water sample from the pond and studies it with a microscope. What she discovers is a little green blob named Squish. Will Babymouse learn to like science? Will her Dad forgive her for breaking his microscope? Can Babymouse get a good grade on her science project?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Squish: I am not a blob!&lt;br /&gt;Babymouse: Huh? Who said that?&lt;br /&gt;Squish: I am not a blob! I am an amoeba!&lt;br /&gt;Babymouse: Um, okay, what's your name?&lt;br /&gt;Squish: Squish. What's your name?&lt;br /&gt;Babymouse: Er, Babymouse.&lt;br /&gt;Babymouse: Wow! This is just like that book, you know, when the elephant hears--A person's a person, no matter how small!&lt;br /&gt;Narrator: That's Horton Hears a Who. Not Babymouse Hears a Blog. (63-64)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have grown very fond of Babymouse through the years. I've enjoyed her runaway imagination. She's a fun character with many quirks. And it's just satisfying to spend time with her and her friends. I did not love Mad Scientist as much as some of the others in the series. But I still have enjoyed the series as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-1806762198405475132?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/1806762198405475132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=1806762198405475132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/1806762198405475132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/1806762198405475132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/06/babymouse-mad-scientist.html' title='Babymouse Mad Scientist'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-6276036947499801006</id><published>2011-06-19T21:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:23:37.997-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international literature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chronicle Books'/><title type='text'>Press Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/98290000/98296467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/98290000/98296467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Press Here. Herve Tullet. 2011. Chronicle. 56 pages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ready?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;PRESS HERE and turn the page.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Great! Now press the yellow dot again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Perfect. Rub the dot on the left...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gently.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well done! And now the one on the right...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gently.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press Here is creative and unique. How many interactive books depend on a child's imagination? In this "interactive" picture book, readers are invited to play with a yellow dot. To watch the dot do some amazing things. Each page turn reveals something special that the child has 'helped' to bring about. (Rubbing the dot on the left turns it blue; rubbing the dot on the right turns it red. Tapping the dots five times multiplies the dots. Etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press Here is different, perhaps. There aren't all that many picture books out there like it. And it's definitely not your traditional picture story book. But I think there are readers out there who can appreciate this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally published in France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 8 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-6276036947499801006?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/6276036947499801006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=6276036947499801006&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/6276036947499801006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/6276036947499801006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/06/press-here.html' title='Press Here'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-8290904577106276761</id><published>2011-06-19T15:43:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T15:55:40.255-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1943'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic children&apos;s books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J Realistic Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chapter books'/><title type='text'>Back to School With Betsy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/37950000/37959107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/37950000/37959107.JPG" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;&lt;style&gt;#fullpost { display: inline; }&lt;/style&gt;Back to School with Betsy. Carolyn Haywood. 1943. 176 pages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was a warm evening in August. Betsy was sitting on the top of the wall that ran back of the garden.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;In 2008, I reviewed Carolyn Haywood's &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2008/02/b-is-for-betsy.html"&gt;B is for Betsy&lt;/a&gt;. At the time, I wasn't all that impressed. I thought the book--originally published in 1939--was dated and old-fashioned. And it is both. But I've since come to appreciate such books, at least more than I used to! (For example, I've discovered &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/mary-poppins.html"&gt;Mary Poppins&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/henry-huggins.html"&gt;Henry Huggins&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/06/five-children-and-it.html"&gt;Five Children and It&lt;/a&gt;, etc.) So I was pleased to see two more Betsy books on the library shelf: Back to School with Betsy and Betsy and the Boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/Photo641.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/Photo641.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Betsy all dressed up!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;Back to School with Betsy, like B is for Betsy, is episodic for the most part. It opens with a worried Betsy. She's sad that Miss Grey will no longer be her teacher, and she's worried that she'll never see her. Her mother assures her that even though Miss Grey is getting married (and thereby retiring from teaching) that they'll still be able to see each other. Maybe not as often as they would in the school setting. But Miss Grey will still care about seeing Betsy and her friends. Betsy can't see any reason in the world why her teacher would want to go and do a silly thing like get married. Her friend, Ellen, tries to convince her that this is a good thing. They'll get to go to the wedding! They'll get to eat cake! Billy and Betsy don't really see why weddings are fun outside of the cake-eating opportunity, but that is just enough to cheer them up for the moment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;Betsy has also been worried about the creepy house next door. A house that hasn't been lived in for quite a while. But within a chapter or two--at most--Betsy learns that the house has been bought! A Mr. Jackson is moving in, and he has a job or two for Betsy. The thought of earning enough nickels to buy Miss Grey a present is motivation enough to overcome her worries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;Any guesses as to who Miss Grey is marrying?! It may surprise Betsy and Billy and Ellen. But this reader saw it coming from the start!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/Photo636.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/Photo636.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Betsy wants a black baby sister.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;The first four chapters of Back to School with Betsy deal with the wedding and the new neighbor. The remaining chapters focus on Betsy and her friends at school. In chapter six, for example, "The Tale of the Blackboard Picture" Betsy and her classmates learn about Mexican Indians and create a blackboard picture to illustrate everything they've learned about this exotic culture.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/Photo640.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/Photo640.jpg" width="155" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Betsy bringing home Lillybell.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;And in chapter nine, readers learn exactly what Betsy has always wanted, a black baby. Not just a brother OR a sister, a black baby brother or black baby sister. When her mom tries to explain to her that that won't be happening, that they'd have to adopt a baby to get a baby of a different color, Betsy remains determined. She does bring home a black little girl, but her parents won't let her keep her. And she is returned safely to her mom--who was very worried. The illustrations are in black and white, and it is interesting how they try to portray ethnicity solely through hairstyle. (Looking at the illustration, you'd never guess, unless you read the text, that one of the little girls was supposed to be black.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;"But couldn't we get one all ready made? I forget what you call babies that you get all ready made."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;"You mean 'adopt' a baby," said Mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;"Yes," replied Betsy. "Couldn't we 'dopt one?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;"No, dear," said Mother. "We already have a baby."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;"I'll bet if a little baby could talk, it would say it would like to be 'dopted by us."&lt;br /&gt;"Well now, we won't talk about it any more," said Mother. "You have a dear little baby sister to play with."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;"Yes," said Betsy, "but I want a lot of babies. And I like all different colors." (143)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;The book covers Christmas and Easter too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;Is this children's book dated? Is it old-fashioned? Yes. But I am glad to have read this one. I have become interested in reading these older books, interested in tracing the history of children's books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;In case you were curious, the book is illustrated by the author, Carolyn Haywood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1472558482233717821"&gt;&lt;style&gt;#fullpost { display: inline; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;/div&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-8290904577106276761?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/8290904577106276761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=8290904577106276761&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8290904577106276761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8290904577106276761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/06/back-to-school-with-betsy.html' title='Back to School With Betsy'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-3352267562229044344</id><published>2011-06-16T20:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:24:23.325-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elephant and Piggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mo Willems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='series books'/><title type='text'>Should I Share My Ice Cream?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hRVX8ZU2ZSE/TfqzKgaalFI/AAAAAAAAJL8/vsIuv1KJfn0/s1600/109392287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hRVX8ZU2ZSE/TfqzKgaalFI/AAAAAAAAJL8/vsIuv1KJfn0/s1600/109392287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Should I Share My Ice Cream: An Elephant and Piggie Book. Mo Willems. 2011. Hyperion. 64 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;Get your cold ice cream for a hot day!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, boy! Ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;One ice cream, please.&lt;br /&gt;Here you go!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, boy! Oh, boy!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ice cream!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I Share My Ice Cream? is the newest book in the Elephant and Piggie series by Mo Willems. Did I love it? Three guesses, first two don't count! Of course, I loved it. I just LOVE AND ADORE Gerald, the elephant, and Piggie, the pig. And I love Mo Willems, their creator. (Has he ever written a bad book?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this adventure, Gerald buys an ice cream cone. He loves, loves, loves ice cream. But just as he's about to take his first lick--or his first bite--he stops for a moment. Should he share his ice cream with Piggie? Of course, he doesn't know if Piggie even likes that flavor of ice cream. And she's not even around to share it with him. He could eat it without her even knowing. But just because he could get away with it doesn't mean it's the right thing to do. He imagines a sad, sad Piggie who could only be cheered up by an ice cream cone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerald's dilemma could have gone on much longer. But. He looks down and notices that his ice cream cone has melted. Now Gerald is sad, sad, sad.&lt;br /&gt;If only there was a way Piggie could cheer him up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is cute and fun and playful. I loved everything about it. Especially how expressive it is. My favorite, favorite illustration would have to be on page 26 when Gerald decides emphatically that he will eat the ice cream. Have you read it? Do you have a favorite Gerald expression?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other books in the series include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-will-surprise-my-friend.html"&gt;I Will Surprise My Friend &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/09/can-i-play-too.html"&gt;Can I Play Too?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/09/elephants-cannot-dance.html"&gt;Elephants Cannot Dance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-going.html"&gt;I Am Going&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/pigs-make-me-sneeze.html"&gt;Pigs Make Me Sneeze&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/watch-me-throw-ball.html"&gt;Watch Me Throw The Ball&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/are-you-ready-to-play-outside.html"&gt;Are You Ready to Play Outside&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-my-new-toy.html"&gt;I Love My New Toy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-invited-to-party.html"&gt;I Am Invited to A Party&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-friend-is-sad.html"&gt;My Friend is Sad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-i-will-fly.html"&gt;Today I Will Fly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/there-is-bird-on-your-head.html"&gt;There Is A Bird On Your Head&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-are-in-book.html"&gt;We Are In A Book &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-broke-my-trunk.html"&gt;I Broke My Trunk! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 5 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 5 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 10 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-3352267562229044344?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/3352267562229044344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=3352267562229044344&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3352267562229044344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3352267562229044344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/06/should-i-share-my-ice-cream.html' title='Should I Share My Ice Cream?'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hRVX8ZU2ZSE/TfqzKgaalFI/AAAAAAAAJL8/vsIuv1KJfn0/s72-c/109392287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-7284905467682800055</id><published>2011-06-15T19:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:25:01.053-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brothers and sisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candlewick'/><title type='text'>Slightly Invisible</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fjJ7rvmOl_Y/TflJrC8HynI/AAAAAAAAJL4/Fro_e71a26g/s1600/97576569.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fjJ7rvmOl_Y/TflJrC8HynI/AAAAAAAAJL4/Fro_e71a26g/s320/97576569.JPG" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Slightly Invisible: Featuring Charlie and Lola. Lauren Child. 2011. Candlewick Press. 40 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have this little sister, Lola.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She is small and very funny.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She always wants to know what I am up to, and she always wants to do what I am doing. She NEVER wants to be anywhere without me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Most of the time this is fine. But sometimes I just want to be by myself&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ON MY OWN with just Marv.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Marv is my best friend, and usually we like to spend our time looking for strange and tricky creatures.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lola does not think this is fun.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Charlie and Lola, I do. I have loved many of their adventures. I was a fan even before the television show. My first Charlie and Lola adventure was I Am Too Absolutely Small for School. Other early Charlie and Lola titles are I Will Never Not Ever Eat a Tomato and I Am Not Sleepy and I Will Not Go To Bed. So I was quite excited to see Slightly Invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this Charlie and Lola adventure, Charlie is tired of having Lola intrude on his time with his best friend, Marv. He wants some time away from his little sister. Lola doesn't like it when Charlie wants this. She just loves and adores him and thinks he's great fun to play with! Marv too! But Lola doesn't always LIKE the way these two boys play. Like when Charlie and Marv go out looking for "strange and tricky creatures." Why can't Charlie and Marv realize that playing tea party is so much more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Lola is Lola is Lola. And if you're familiar with her at all, you can guess she may just have the last word! This time it's with the help of her good friend, her invisible friend Soren Lorensen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is funny and cute and charming. In other words just what you'd expect from a Charlie and Lola book! My favorite thing? Looking for the *invisible* Soren Lorensen throughout the book--you'll find him on many of the pages!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 8 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-7284905467682800055?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/7284905467682800055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=7284905467682800055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7284905467682800055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7284905467682800055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/06/slightly-invisible.html' title='Slightly Invisible'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fjJ7rvmOl_Y/TflJrC8HynI/AAAAAAAAJL4/Fro_e71a26g/s72-c/97576569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-7811236694580179540</id><published>2011-06-15T18:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:25:37.203-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dressing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books for older readers'/><title type='text'>How To Get a Job By Me The Boss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/87270000/87274621.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/87270000/87274621.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How To Get a Job By Me The Boss. Sally Lloyd Jones and Sue Heap. 2011. Random House. 40 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you want to get a Job, first you need to know what exactly a Job is. A Job is so you can have something to do and get money for your family. And sometimes a Job is so you can get all dressed up and wear your new shoes to work. Some jobs are very BIG. Like President of the WORLD. Some jobs are very small. Like Balloon Holder. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a big fan of Sally Lloyd Jones. I have enjoyed each of her "How To" books: How To Be A Baby...by Me, the Big Sister, How to Get Married...by Me, the Bride, and now How To Get A Job...by Me, The Boss. Each book has been fun, with lots of little details that make it work. Small things, really, that bring a smile to your face. For example, this little informative note to readers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Here's what ISN'T a JOB:&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in your chair eating cookies.&lt;br /&gt;(School is a sort of job because you do HOMEWORK.&lt;br /&gt;Except they don't pay you ANY MONEY.)&lt;/blockquote&gt;and yet another informative note to readers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Here's What Else You Do If You're A Doctor:&lt;br /&gt;Look inside patients' mouths for germs and tonsils&lt;br /&gt;Listen with your stethoscope&lt;br /&gt;Write stuff like "ear infection" and "DANGEROUSLY allergic to Broccoli!" on pieces of paper and give it to them.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Because the text is layered, because there are notes to the readers, and lists, and speech bubbles, this may not be the best book for reading out loud to a group. The fun is in the details, and you're going to want to read this one carefully for full effect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is creative, imaginative, silly, and delightful. With phrases like "Gangrene-chicken-scarlet-mumpy-pox!" It's a fun little picture book that I'm happy to recommend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My review of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-to-be-baby-by-me-big-sister.html"&gt;How To Be A Baby By Me The Big Sister&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 7 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-7811236694580179540?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/7811236694580179540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=7811236694580179540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7811236694580179540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7811236694580179540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-to-get-job-by-me-boss.html' title='How To Get a Job By Me The Boss'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-7011503499284944376</id><published>2011-06-15T18:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:26:49.908-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HarperCollins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biography'/><title type='text'>Just Being Audrey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/91030000/91036495.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/91030000/91036495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just Being Audrey. Margaret Cardillo. Illustrated by Julia Denos. 2011. HarperCollins. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;More than anything, Audrey wanted to be a ballerina. She was too tall, her feet were too big, and her neck was too long. Still, Audrey danced on. She held fairy-tale ballets in her yard, the trees and squirrels were her audience. Audrey's brothers would tease her, always off in her own world. But her mother understood. "It is just like Audrey to do her own thing!" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Being Audrey is a lovely picture book biography of Audrey Hepburn. The book follows her from her childhood in war-torn Europe, to her Broadway debut in Gigi, to her successful career as a Hollywood actress, to her work with UNICEF. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved many things about this one. I loved the writing. There's just something special about it. I loved the way the the author told Audrey's story. For example,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Audrey often played characters who went through some kind of transformation, both inside and out. But in real life, Audrey always knew just who she was, and just where she had come from"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The very things that made her appear awkward as a child? They were precisely the things that made her beautiful as an adult."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was well-written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also loved the illustrations. I did. I thought the illustrator did a GREAT job capturing Audrey's look. If you're familiar with any of Audrey's works, you'll recognize them instantly. And there's something delightful about making that connection. "Roman Holiday!" or "My Fair Lady!" Or "Breakfast at Tiffany's!" The illustrations show her public life and her private life--as does the text. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would recommend this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 8 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-7011503499284944376?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/7011503499284944376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=7011503499284944376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7011503499284944376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7011503499284944376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/06/just-being-audrey.html' title='Just Being Audrey'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-3909685411931379032</id><published>2011-05-14T17:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:27:17.121-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>A Ball for Daisy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/73460000/73469120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/73460000/73469120.JPG" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A Ball for Daisy. Chris Raschka. 2011. Random House. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you need to know about A Ball for Daisy? Well, it's a wordless picture book. I'll be honest, I find wordless picture books difficult--at best--to review. It's not that I dislike them all. There are good wordless picture books--and I feel A Ball for Daisy is a good wordless picture book--but still I'm at a loss for words. What is this wordless picture book about? It's about a dog, of course. A dog that LOVES her red ball. Readers see in frame after frame, page after page, all the ways this dog LOVES her ball. But. One day something HORRIBLE happens. The dog--presumably named Daisy--loses her ball when another dog--a brown dog--plays too rough with it. We see Daisy go from exuberant to sad because of this loss. But there is hope--for Daisy finds a couple of friends and gets a new ball--a blue ball. That being said, I'm not sure I can make a story for every illustration, that I can trace the story through every single picture. I feel I got the basics, but I'm not sure I got everything that there was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this one. I didn't quite love it. But it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-3909685411931379032?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/3909685411931379032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=3909685411931379032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3909685411931379032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3909685411931379032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/05/ball-for-daisy.html' title='A Ball for Daisy'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-1236824282875275679</id><published>2011-05-14T17:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:27:59.153-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biography'/><title type='text'>The Watcher: Jane Goodall's Life With the Chimps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/60460000/60466850.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/60460000/60466850.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Watcher: Jane Goodall's Life with the Chimps. Jeannette Winter. 2011. Random House. 48 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Jane, Jane, where are you?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Jane, can you hear me?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;EVERYONE had been searching for hours and hours, looking for little Valerie Jane Goodall.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then, from the henhouse, Jane came running to her mother, shouting--"I know how an egg comes out!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;At five years old, Jane was already a watcher.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jane watched ALL the animals in her world, big and small--earthworms, insects, birds, cats, dogs, and horses.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Watcher is a picture book biography of Jane Goodall. And, I believe, it's a good way to introduce Goodall to young audiences. The focus is exclusively on her work--her life--with chimpanzees. Which, I think is how it should be. Readers see Jane grow up ever-curious. Readers see Jane prepare to go to Africa. Readers see Jane slowly but surely become successful. Readers see how this took patience, patience, and more patience. And diligence! But eventually she becomes accepted as "a white ape." The chimps accept her, welcome her, and she is able to observe them naturally and diligently. The book records her observations, noting the similarities between humans and chimpanzees. The book also records her work to help save chimpanzees and their habitat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this one. I liked the text. The illustrations were also quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-1236824282875275679?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/1236824282875275679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=1236824282875275679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/1236824282875275679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/1236824282875275679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/05/watcher-jane-goodalls-life-with-chimps.html' title='The Watcher: Jane Goodall&apos;s Life With the Chimps'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-775550328408620518</id><published>2011-05-07T14:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:28:41.821-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Houghton Mifflin Harcourt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elephants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curiousity'/><title type='text'>Tweak Tweak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_NkLFzmtFt4/TcWaLgVY3iI/AAAAAAAAJK8/MyHSO5_TYjI/s1600/80960659.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_NkLFzmtFt4/TcWaLgVY3iI/AAAAAAAAJK8/MyHSO5_TYjI/s400/80960659.JPG" width="317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tweak Tweak by Eve Bunting. Illustrated by Sergio Ruzzier. 2011. Houghton Mifflin Harcourt. 40 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hold on to my tail, Little Elephant," Mama Elephant said. "Today we are going for a walk. If you want to ask me a question, tweak twice."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tweak, Tweak!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yes, my little elephant?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Mama? What is that?"&lt;br /&gt;"That is a frog."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What is he doing?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"He's jumping."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Can I jump?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No, because you are not a frog. You are a little elephant. But you can stomp your foot and make a big sound."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Like that, Mama?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Just like that, my little elephant."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And on they went.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed Tweak Tweak very much! I loved the Mother Elephant and Little Elephant. I loved the question-answer format of it. How curious Little Elephant was. How Mother Elephant always related everything back to her little one. I thought it was fun and playful. But. As much as I enjoyed the text. As much as I liked the text--really, really liked the text. I must admit that I ABSOLUTELY LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the illustrations. For me, the illustrations make this one a LOVE. I just love Sergio Ruzzier's illustrations. They were playful, fun, expressive, and dare I say it? Cute! I thought they complemented the text nicely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 8 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-775550328408620518?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/775550328408620518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=775550328408620518&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/775550328408620518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/775550328408620518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/05/tweak-tweak.html' title='Tweak Tweak'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_NkLFzmtFt4/TcWaLgVY3iI/AAAAAAAAJK8/MyHSO5_TYjI/s72-c/80960659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-5484053074912394332</id><published>2011-05-06T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T21:54:11.663-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simon and Schuster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>The Boss Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/84990000/84995073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="356" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/84990000/84995073.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Boss Baby. Marla Frazee. 2010. Simon &amp;amp; Schuster.&amp;nbsp; 40 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;From the moment the baby arrived, it was obvious that he was the boss. He put Mom and Dad on a round-the-clock schedule, with no time off. And then he set up his office right smack-dab in the middle of the house. He made demands. Many, many demands. And he was quite particular. If things weren't done to his immediate satisfaction, he had a fit.&lt;/i&gt;&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/-SVjLzogZzyI/TcSxJ97zAVI/AAAAAAAAJK0/0kJ-AUA-Y1M/s1600/58271513.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="176" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SVjLzogZzyI/TcSxJ97zAVI/AAAAAAAAJK0/0kJ-AUA-Y1M/s400/58271513.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus begins The Boss Baby a charming, oh-so-delightful look back at the early days of parenthood written by Marla Frazee. I loved this one from the first spread. The art had me at hello. (It was very retro.) And the text, well, the text was clever and fun. The joke--the 'office' humor--could have gotten old perhaps in the hands of another author. But. I found this one to be so true-to-life, so charming, so funny--in a clever, grown-up way--that it worked from cover to cover. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture book that I found myself reading and rereading just so I could take in every detail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-5484053074912394332?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/5484053074912394332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=5484053074912394332&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/5484053074912394332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/5484053074912394332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/05/boss-baby.html' title='The Boss Baby'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SVjLzogZzyI/TcSxJ97zAVI/AAAAAAAAJK0/0kJ-AUA-Y1M/s72-c/58271513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-4845574774781674856</id><published>2011-05-06T21:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:29:20.518-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ducks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chickens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Chicken, Chicken, Duck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/63840000/63843963.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/63840000/63843963.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Chicken, Chicken, Duck! Nadia Krilanovich. 2011. Random House. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chicken&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chicken&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Duck&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Goat&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sheep&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Llama&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;maa maa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;baa baa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;snuffle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;cluck&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quack!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken, Chicken, Duck! is one of those picture books that is very simple. In just a few words--in just a few pages--Nadia Krilanovich tells a simple story with a humorous twist. (Will every reader find it funny? Well, I can't answer that for you. Picture books are incredibly subjective.) If you have a little one in your life that loves everything farm-related, farm-animal related, if you have a little one that loves animal sounds, then this new book may be for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one didn't wow me. I thought it cute enough that it was worth reviewing. And I do plan on sharing it as a read aloud. But. It's not one I see--at this moment--making my best list. Still not every book has to be THE BEST BOOK EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 2 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 2 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-4845574774781674856?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/4845574774781674856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=4845574774781674856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4845574774781674856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4845574774781674856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/05/chicken-chicken-duck.html' title='Chicken, Chicken, Duck!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-4466455748332584332</id><published>2011-05-01T15:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:29:55.797-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fathers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candlewick'/><title type='text'>My Side of the Car</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/87270000/87277483.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/87270000/87277483.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My Side of the Car. Kate Feiffer. Illustrated by Jules Feiffer. 2011. Candlewick. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My dad and I are going to the zoo. We've tried to go to the zoo before. But we never get there.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;One day when we were supposed to go to the zoo, my mom tripped over a toy fire engine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So we went to the hospital instead of the zoo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus begins Kate Feiffer's My Side of the Car. Who could resist Sadie, our narrator?! I mean really! She looks so joyful, so happy, so hopeful, so exuberant. You can almost HEAR her as the story begins. I think it was love at first sight, for me at least. I just HAD to keep reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sadie, our young narrator, really, really, really, really wants to go to the zoo. Now she's tried to go in the past. Again and again and again. But something has always happened to prevent them from getting there. Be it an unexpected visit from her grandparents or her dog getting lost or her poor mom's accident! This time Sadie just HAS to get to the zoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. It starts to rain. But Sadie insists it's not raining on MY side of the car. Her father keeps talking about the rain, how hard it's coming down, etc. But over and over and over and over again, Sadie's insisting that is just not raining on her side of the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4MAxgVbPI6A/Tb3EjZ-g5eI/AAAAAAAAJKw/INreic1ApRo/s1600/91912129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="165" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4MAxgVbPI6A/Tb3EjZ-g5eI/AAAAAAAAJKw/INreic1ApRo/s400/91912129.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I look out my window, and the sun is shining on my side of the car. People are putting on their sunglasses and heading to zoos all over the world on my side of the car."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It's not raining on my side of the car. People on my side of the car are watering their lawns."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture book is funny! I mean I just loved it! Loved, loved, loved it even! It's delightful and charming!!! And it's just a great picture book about a father who loves his daughter very, very much!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this one would make a great book for Father's Day--in my opinion--it's one that should be read again and again and again any time of year!!! What makes this one even more charming--as if it needed any help--was that it is based on a true story of this father-daughter author/illustrator team!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this one would pair well with the Knuffle Bunny books by Mo Willems!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 5 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 5 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 10 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-4466455748332584332?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/4466455748332584332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=4466455748332584332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4466455748332584332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4466455748332584332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-side-of-car.html' title='My Side of the Car'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4MAxgVbPI6A/Tb3EjZ-g5eI/AAAAAAAAJKw/INreic1ApRo/s72-c/91912129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-5767252844560696160</id><published>2011-05-01T15:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T15:09:53.888-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Houghton Mifflin Harcourt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2001'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><title type='text'>Everywhere Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/38320000/38321132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/38320000/38321132.JPG" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Everywhere Babies. Susan Meyers. Illustrated by Marla Frazee. 2001/2011. Houghton Mifflin Harcourt. 30 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every day, everywhere, babies are born~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;fat babies, thin babies, small babies, tall babies&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;winter and spring babies, summer and fall babies.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every day, everywhere, babies are kissed~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;on their cheeks, on their ears, their fingers, their nose,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;on the top of their head, on their tummy, their toes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every day, everywhere, babies are dressed~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;in diapers and T-shirts, in buntings and sleepers,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;in playsuits and dresses, in sweaters and creepers.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed this board book! I loved the text. It was simple. It was rhythmic. It flowed well. And, the subject matter--it being ALL about babies--well, it works! I loved the art. (It's Marla Frazee!!! Whose work I just adore!!!) On every page readers see babies being babies. Capturing the simple little things that make up a baby's day, a baby's life. And I *liked* the message. That babies are babies are babies no matter WHERE you live. Yet this book is NOT message-driven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/11760000/11760160.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/11760000/11760160.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The board book is large--much larger than most board books. And the art while not being bright, bright, super-bright should engage little ones nonetheless.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-5767252844560696160?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/5767252844560696160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=5767252844560696160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/5767252844560696160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/5767252844560696160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/05/everywhere-babies.html' title='Everywhere Babies'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-3921265421244103499</id><published>2011-05-01T08:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:30:44.492-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Penguin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='granddaughters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandmothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>Your Mommy Was Just Like You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/71570000/71573390.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/71570000/71573390.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Your Mommy Was Just Like You. Kelly Bennett. Illustrated by David Walker. 2011. Penguin. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your mommy was born bright-eyed and fuzzy-topped. Just like you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'd rock her and blow on her tummy and tickle her toes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She'd giggle and coo, and play&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Where's Baby Peek-a-boo?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just like you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed this sweet picture book. It's a great story focusing on family life. It's narrated by Grandma! And does she have some stories to tell to her granddaughter! All about when the little girl's mommy. Stories about when she was sweet as sweet can be, and stories about her fits and tantrums! In each story the grandmother shares with her granddaughter, she points out her mommy was once just like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's predictably cute and adorable and sweet. I really found it enjoyable. I loved reading the stories and looking at the illustrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-3921265421244103499?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/3921265421244103499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=3921265421244103499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3921265421244103499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3921265421244103499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/05/your-mommy-was-just-like-you.html' title='Your Mommy Was Just Like You'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-161622016761078248</id><published>2011-04-23T16:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T16:26:26.030-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustrated story books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible stories'/><title type='text'>The Jesus Storybook Bible</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/64000000/64008913.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="152" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/64000000/64008913.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jesus Storybook Bible: Deluxe Edition. Sally Lloyd-Jones. 2009. Zonderkidz. 352 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;God wrote, "I love you" -- he wrote it in the sky, and on the earth, and under the sea. He wrote his message everywhere! Because God created everything in his world to reflect him like a mirror -- to show us what he is like, to help us to know him, to make our hearts sing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The way a kitten chases her tail. The way red poppies grow wild. The way a dolphin swims.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And God put it into words, too, and wrote it in a book called "the Bible."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now some people think the Bible is a book of rules, telling you what you should and shouldn't do. The Bible certainly does have some rules in it. They show you how life works best. But the Bible isn't mainly about you and what you should be doing. It's about God and what he has done.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/64000000/64003488.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/64000000/64003488.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had me at hello from the very first story or chapter--appropriately titled The Story and The Song--in which readers get introduced to God, to the Bible, to the Gospel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Bible is most of all a Story. It's an adventure story about a young Hero who comes from a far country to win back his lost treasure. It's a love story about a brave Prince who leaves his palace, his throne -- everything -- to rescue the one he loves. It's like the most wonderful of fairy tales that has come true in real life!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;div&gt;You see, the best thing about this Story is -- it's true. There are lots of stories in the Bible, but all the stories are telling one Big Story. The Story of how God loves his children and comes to rescue them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It takes the whole Bible to tell this Story. And at the center of the Story, there is a baby. Every Story in the Bible whispers his name. He is like the missing piece in a puzzle -- the piece that makes all the other pieces fit together, and suddenly you can see a beautiful picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And this is no ordinary baby. This is the Child upon whom everything would depend. This is the Child who would one day -- but wait. Our story starts where all good stories start. Right at the very beginning...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/33840000/33848137.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/33840000/33848137.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 394px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 298px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I honestly didn't know what to expect from this one. I've seen other Bible story books. I've read other Bible story books. Some I remember from my childhood. Others I've come across as an adult. So what makes this one special? I think what makes this one work--really work--is how Sally Lloyd-Jones has &lt;i&gt;every story whisper His name&lt;/i&gt;. Her ability to connect each story with the Big Story, keeps everything in perspective, keeps everything connected and relevant. It also helps that she's a good storyteller! She has a definite way with words! She keeps the stories on a child's level, but yet, the stories are beautifully and compellingly told. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From "God to the Rescue!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Moses went to Pharaoh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Pharaoh," Moses began, "God says -- "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"God?" said Pharaoh. "Never heard of him."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moses kept going. "God says, let his people go free."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Why should I?" Pharaoh said. "Don't want to. WON'T!" So he didn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But God gave Pharaoh ten warnings called plagues. (86)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;God's people would always remember this great rescue and call it "Passover." But an even Greater Rescue was coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many years later, God was going to do it again. He was going to come down once more to rescue his people. But this time God was going to set them free forever and ever. (91)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;From "God's Messenger"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;God had a job for Jonah. But Jonah didn't want it. &lt;/div&gt;"Go to Nineveh," God said, "And tell your worst enemies that I love them."&lt;br /&gt;"No!" said Jonah. "Those are bad people doing bad things!"&lt;br /&gt;"Exactly," said God. "They have run far away from me. But I can't stop loving them. I will give them a new start. I will forgive them."&lt;br /&gt;"NO!" said Jonah. "They don't deserve it!" (160) &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Many years later, God was going to send another Messenger with the same wonderful message. Like Jonah, he would spend three days in utter darkness.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this messenger would be God's Own Son. He would be called "The Word" because he himself would be God's Message. God's Message translated into our own language. Everything God wanted to say to the whole world -- in a Person. (169)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/33840000/33848141.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/33840000/33848141.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 188px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 279px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could almost pick out a passage to highlight from each and every story because the book is really just &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorite, favorite stories is "Operation 'No More Tears!'" which draws from Isaiah 9, 11, 40, 50, 53, 55, and 60. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isaiah has always, always been a favorite book of mine. And to see it so wonderfully, so artistically translated into a story that little ones can understand, well, it does my heart good! The story may be concise, but it's faithful to the spirit of the message. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/33840000/33848139.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/33840000/33848139.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 206px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 296px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are twenty-one stories from the Old Testament. And twenty-three stories from the New Testament. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The illustrations are by Jago. I really liked the illustrations. I wasn't sure about them at first. But as I read the book, I began to like them more and more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one is available in two editions. One is the deluxe edition. And the other is the regular (no-bells-or-whistles) edition. What does the deluxe edition offer that makes it worth the price difference? It offers the book as an audio book. Three CDs narrated by David Suchet. You'll have to decide for yourself if the audio book would be a great asset to your family's library. (Personally, I like the audio book. And I would recommend it.) But either book would be a good choice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Both the illustrator and the narrator are from England.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&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/5881439480128795953-161622016761078248?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/161622016761078248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=161622016761078248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/161622016761078248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/161622016761078248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/04/jesus-storybook-bible.html' title='The Jesus Storybook Bible'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-4437607568348716211</id><published>2011-03-26T19:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:31:31.416-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloomsbury'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhymes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Mini Racer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/93640000/93642891.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/93640000/93642891.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mini Racer. Kristy Dempsey. Illustrated by Bridget Strevens-Marzo. 2011. Bloomsbury. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Start your engines! Time to race,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;round the corners, take your place.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ready, steady; green light, go!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mini Racer won't go slow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Out the gate and down the hill,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;jump a speed bump, show your skill!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Over, under, in, and through,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;obstacles are tough to do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The animals are the drivers of the race cars in this one. And it's just a cute, fun story. It's fun. It's playful. It rhymes. The good kind of rhyme--you know, the kind with actual rhythm. The illustrations are bright, colorful, and match the playful spirit of the text. There are some GREAT details in the illustrations. The things that you probably won't notice until the second time through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-4437607568348716211?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/4437607568348716211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=4437607568348716211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4437607568348716211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4437607568348716211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/mini-racer.html' title='Mini Racer'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-2273635754152383225</id><published>2011-03-26T19:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:32:01.381-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pirates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Can Press'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>Small Saul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/85030000/85031969.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/85030000/85031969.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Small Saul. Ashley Spires. 2011. March 2011. Kids Can Press. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Small Saul loved the sea. He loved its vastness, its calmness, its blueness.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small Saul wants to be a pirate--a real pirate. But he's not only small--much, much smaller than your average pirate, he's also different, you might say special. Small Saul does not have the strengths generally associated with pirates. He has his own way of seeing the world, his own way of doing things. And the other pirates, well, they don't always understand Small Saul. In fact, most of the time, they don't understand him at all. Can Small Saul find his own place on the pirate ship? Can Small Saul's uniqueness be a blessing instead of a curse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this one. I didn't love it. Not like I loved Ashley Spires' Binky the Space Cat books. But it was fun; it was enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 2 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-2273635754152383225?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/2273635754152383225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=2273635754152383225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/2273635754152383225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/2273635754152383225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/small-saul.html' title='Small Saul'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-4009512163432906328</id><published>2011-03-16T09:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T19:37:43.520-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1962'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HarperCollins'/><title type='text'>Henry and the Clubhouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/13890000/13891596.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/13890000/13891596.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Henry and the Clubhouse. Beverly Cleary. 1962. HarperCollins. 192 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Henry Huggins had a lot of good ideas that fall when he first had his paper route, but somehow his ideas had a way of not turning out as he had planned. Something always went wrong.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry is trying to prove to everyone that he's responsible enough for his own paper route. But that isn't always easy. For example, one day he forgets about his paper route because he gets super-excited about the opportunity to ride to the town dump in a bathtub on a trailer. (He pretends he's the president on parade.) His mother saved the day, that time, but he's been warned by his parents not to let it happen again. (The forgetting, not the riding around town in a tub.) So when Henry decides that he can responsibly build a clubhouse with his friends in his backyard AND responsibly deliver his route on time each day, he does have something to prove. Can he do the job well? Can he deliver the papers? Can he get new subscriptions to the paper? Can he collect the money for the papers on time? His job is more challenging than he at first thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed this one. I did. Now, I didn't love it when Henry dressed up as an Indian for Halloween and greeted people with "How!" but the Ramona chapters were delightful as always! Ramona is in kindergarten, and she's become addicted to television, addicted to commercials. She LOVES to sing jingles and quote commercials to any one and every one she meets in the neighborhood. Her favorite TV personality is Sheriff Bud. When Ramona becomes too much of a pest--a shadow on his paper route--Henry gets a horribly terribly wonderful idea on how to get her to behave. But will it work in the way he intended?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Henry Huggins books: &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/henry-huggins.html"&gt;Henry Huggins&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/henry-and-beezus.html"&gt;Henry and Beezus&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/henry-and-ribsy.html"&gt;Henry and Ribsy&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/henry-and-paper-route.html"&gt;Henry and the Paper Route&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Ramona books: &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/beezus-and-ramona.html"&gt;Beezus   and Ramona&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/ramona-pest.html"&gt;Ramona the   Pest&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/ramona-brave.html"&gt;Ramona the   Brave&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/ramona-and-her-father.html"&gt;Ramona   and Her Father&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/ramona-and-her-mother.html"&gt;Ramona   and Her Mother&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/ramona-quimby-age-8.html"&gt;Ramona   Quimby Age 8&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/ramona-forever.html"&gt;Ramona   Forever&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/ramonas-world.html"&gt;Ramona's   World&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-4009512163432906328?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/4009512163432906328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=4009512163432906328&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4009512163432906328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4009512163432906328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/henry-and-clubhouse.html' title='Henry and the Clubhouse'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-8677336404264467793</id><published>2011-03-15T19:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T19:38:25.373-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HarperCollins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1957'/><title type='text'>Henry and the Paper Route</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/13950000/13959632.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/13950000/13959632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Henry and the Paper Route. Beverly Cleary. 1957/1990. HarperCollins. 208 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;One Friday afternoon Henry Huggins sat on the front steps of his white house on Klickitat Street, with his dog Ribsy at his feet. He was busy trying to pick the cover off an old golf ball to see what was inside. It was not very interesting work, but it was keeping him busy until he could think of something better to do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that he has his bicycle, now that he's almost eleven, Henry is dreaming of only one thing. He wants a paper route. He's seen Scooter delivering papers on his route for several years now. And he's always been a little envious. He knows that he's strong enough, responsible enough, but how can he prove it to Mr. Capper? Henry finds out the wrong way that taking four kittens hidden with you in your jacket is not the best way to make a first impression with your would-be boss. But still, the dream lives on...in part encouraged by Scooter who "allows" him to help fold papers now and then. There are even a few days when Scooter lets Henry deliver his route. But a few more obstacles still stand in his way: a new neighbor named Murph and a not-so-new neighbor with a runaway imagination, yes, Ramona is back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed this one. I did. The chapters with Ramona were great. They definitely highlight her imaginative yet rebellious spirit. In one chapter, she's refusing to remove her monkey tail. Since Beezus and Henry are trying to collect paper for a paper drive, and since they need Ramona's wagon, they are having to deal with Ramona's temper. It isn't easy. In another chapter, Ramona has decided that she is a paper boy. She's following along behind the paper delivery route--and well, let's just say that means BIG, BIG trouble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Henry Huggins books: &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/henry-huggins.html"&gt;Henry Huggins&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/henry-and-beezus.html"&gt;Henry and Beezus&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/henry-and-ribsy.html"&gt;Henry and Ribsy&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-8677336404264467793?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/8677336404264467793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=8677336404264467793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8677336404264467793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8677336404264467793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/henry-and-paper-route.html' title='Henry and the Paper Route'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-3832600053879412453</id><published>2011-03-15T18:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T19:39:10.786-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book I own'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HarperCollins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1954'/><title type='text'>Henry and Ribsy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/55610000/55619952.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/55610000/55619952.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Henry and Ribsy. Beverly Cleary. 1954/1990. HarperCollins. 192 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;One warm Saturday morning in August, Henry Huggins and his mother and father were eating breakfast in their square white house on Klickitat Street. Henry's dog Ribsy sat close to Henry's chair, hoping for a handout.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After enjoying the first two Henry Huggins books, I'm sad to say that I didn't enjoy this third in the series. Well, with one exception. The chapter on Ramona and the PTA was fabulous. For the most part, Henry and Ribsy is about Henry's desire to be allowed to go on a fishing trip with his father. His father has conditionally agreed to it. The problem? If anyone complains about Ribsy's behavior, then Henry will have to miss the trip after all. Can Henry keep his dog out of trouble? Is that too much to ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one had me going "Poor, Henry" throughout. In the first chapter, Henry goes with his father to the service station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry was happy to be going someplace, even just to the service station, with his father. He always had a grown-up, man-to-man feeling when they were alone together. He wished his father had time to take him places oftener. (12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the second chapter, Henry is learning responsibility and getting an increase in his allowance. His allowance will go up if and only if he agrees to take out the garbage each and every day. (I thought it funny when Cleary writes, "That week Henry took out the garbage every day. His mother never had to remind him more than twice" (43). But something happens which keeps the garbageman from collecting the Huggins' trash one week, and, well, the results are quite smelly. Poor Henry is trying to stuff the trash down as far as he can. Poor Henry jumping up and down in garbage, how could I not feel for him a little?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the third chapter, his mother gives him a horrible, horrible haircut. He looks pitiful. And even his good friends can't help laughing at him. He thinks his case is helpless....until his mother saves the day by being sneaky! (I had to love that part!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By far my favorite chapter was Ramona and the P.T.A. In this one, Henry's parents have gone to the P.T.A. meeting at school. Beezus and Ramona come over to his place--Henry and Beezus want to play checkers. But when Ramona tilts her icecream cone giving Ribsy the opportunity to steal it, well, let's just say the trouble begins. She gets him back. Don't worry on her account. For she steals his bone. That ends things from Ramona's point of view, not so much from Ribsy's. But Ramona finds something to throw a fit over, don't worry! She starts demanding P.T.A. She wants it. She needs it. Give it to her now. She doesn't understand that the initials are for a grown-up meeting. She thinks the letters mean something good like c-o-o-k-i-e-s and c-o-k-e-s and c-a-n-d-y. Can Henry and Beezus outsmart Ramona?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the book is about fishing. To me that means it becomes B-O-R-I-N-G. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-3832600053879412453?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/3832600053879412453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=3832600053879412453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3832600053879412453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3832600053879412453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/henry-and-ribsy.html' title='Henry and Ribsy'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-7375660354503378643</id><published>2011-03-15T16:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T19:40:03.861-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HarperCollins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1952'/><title type='text'>Henry and Beezus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/61820000/61829132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/61820000/61829132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Henry and Beezus. Beverly Cleary. 1952/2002. HarperCollins. 192 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Henry Huggins stood by the front window of his square white house on Klickitat Street and wondered why Sunday afternoon seemed so much longer than any other part of the week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/henry-huggins.html"&gt;Henry Huggins&lt;/a&gt;. But I think I enjoyed Henry and Beezus even more! In this second book, Henry Huggins has his mind on one thing and one thing only. He NEEDS a bicycle. He WANTS a bicycle. Since his parents can't afford to buy him one, he's determined to work hard doing whatever he can to earn and save his own money for it. Henry Huggins is nothing if not responsible--most of the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His obsession with bicycles is making him more than a little jealous of Scooter, a boy in the neighborhood that has a new bicycle of his own--and a paper route. He also spend a little more time with Beezus (and subsequently with Ramona) in this second book. I can see why Ramona demanded some books of her own! And, then, of course, there's Ribsy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Henry get his bicycle? You'll have to read for yourself and see!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From "Henry Gets Rich"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Come on, Ramona," said Beezus, taking an old panda bear out of the wagon. "We're going with Henry."&lt;br /&gt;"No," said Ramona.&lt;br /&gt;Henry was growing anxious. What if Scooter decided to cut through the vacant lot? "Jeepers, Beezus, we've just got to hurry. It's awfully important. If we don't get where we're going, we might be too late."&lt;br /&gt;"Ramona," coaxed Beezus, "can't you play that game some other time?"&lt;br /&gt;"What game?" asked Henry. He couldn't see that Ramona was playing any game.&lt;br /&gt;"She's playing she's waiting for a bus," explained Beezus.&lt;br /&gt;Henry groaned. It was the dumbest game he had ever heard of. "Doesn't she know it isn't any fun just to sit on a box?" he asked, looking nervously up and down the street. If only he could be sure no one else had discovered his gum!&lt;br /&gt;"Sh-h," whispered Beezus. "She thinks it's fun and I don't want her to find out it isn't. It keeps her quiet." Then she said to her little sister, "If you get in the wagon, Henry and I'll pull you and you can pretend you're riding on the bus." (44-46)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From "Henry Parks His Dog"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Of course, you may go, Beezus," said Mrs. Huggins. "Henry will be glad to take you."&lt;br /&gt;"Isn't it pretty far for Ramona to walk?" asked Henry. "It's about ten blocks. Long blocks, too."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, no. Ramona never gets tired," said Beezus. "Daddy says he wishes sometimes she would, but she never does." (107)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-7375660354503378643?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/7375660354503378643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=7375660354503378643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7375660354503378643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7375660354503378643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/henry-and-beezus.html' title='Henry and Beezus'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-61236405243847246</id><published>2011-03-15T16:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T16:09:55.898-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Houghton Mifflin Harcourt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1934'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic children&apos;s books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Mary Poppins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/38321296.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/38321296.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Poppins. P.L. Travers. Illustrated by Mary Shepard. 1934/2006. Houghton Mifflin Harcourt. 224 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you want to find Cherry-Tree Lane all you have to do is ask the Policeman at the cross-roads. He will push his helmet slightly to one side, scratch his head thoughtfully, and then he will point his huge white-gloved finger and say: "First to your right, second to your left, sharp right again, and you're there. Good-morning."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed reading P.L. Travers' Mary Poppins. I enjoyed it more than I thought I would. It's a strange novel, that's true. The chapters are episodic. Some chapters are "better" than others, in my opinion. If you equate being better with being more entertaining. (But since what entertains one person may be someone else's idea of oh-so-boring, you can make up your own mind.) And Mary Poppins has more to her than you might expect. She's vain. She's bossy. She can be cranky. She can be great fun, encouraging you to imagine this or that. Or not. Sometimes she's just not in &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; kind of mood. Sometimes she doesn't want questions; she doesn't want to play around. Sometimes she's definitely no-nonsense. Mary Poppins is nanny to four Banks children: Jane and Michael, the older ones, and Barbara and John, the toddler ones. (The novel sees them turning one.) So overall, I'd recommend it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Mary Poppins took out a large bottle labelled "One Tea-Spoon to be Taken at Bed-Time."&lt;br /&gt;A spoon was attached to the neck of the bottle, and into this Mary Poppins poured a dark crimson fluid. "Is that your medicine?" enquired Michael, looking very interested.&lt;br /&gt;"No, yours," said Mary Poppins, holding out the spoon to him. Michael stared. He wrinkled up his nose. He began to protest.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't want it. I don't need it. I won't!"&lt;br /&gt;But Mary Poppins's eyes were fixed upon him, and Michael suddenly discovered that you could not look at Mary Poppins and disobey her. There was something strange and extraordinary about her--something that was frightening and at the same time most exciting. The spoon came nearer. He held his breath, shut his eyes and gulped. A delicious taste ran round his mouth. He turned his tongue in it. He swallowed, and a happy smile ran round his face.&lt;br /&gt;"Strawberry ice," he said ecstatically. "More, more, more!" (11-12)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Where have you been?" they asked her.&lt;br /&gt;"In Fairyland," said Mary Poppins.&lt;br /&gt;"Did you see Cinderella?" said Jane.&lt;br /&gt;"Huh, Cinderella? Not me," said Mary Poppins contemptuously. "Cinderella, indeed!"&lt;br /&gt;"Or Robinson Crusoe?" asked Michael.&lt;br /&gt;"Robinson Crusoe--pooh!" said Mary Poppins rudely.&lt;br /&gt;"Then how could you have been there? It couldn't have been our Fairyland!"&lt;br /&gt;Mary Poppins gave a superior sniff.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't you know," she said pityingly, "that everybody's got a Fairyland of their own?" (28)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they go Christmas shopping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"That will do nicely for Daddy," said Michael, selecting a clockwork train with special signals. "I will take care of it for him when he goes to the City."&lt;br /&gt;"I think I will get this for Mother," said Jane, pushing a small doll's perambulator which, she felt sure, her Mother had always wanted. "Perhaps she will lend it to me sometimes."&lt;br /&gt;After that, Michael chose a packet of hairpins for each of the Twins and a Meccano set for his Mother, a mechanical beetle for Robertson Ay, a pair of spectacles for Ellen whose eyesight was perfectly good, and some bootlaces for Mrs. Brill who always wore slippers.&lt;br /&gt;Jane, after some hesitation, eventually decided that a white dickey would be just the thing for Mr. Banks, and she bought Robinson Crusoe for the Twins to read when they grew up.&lt;br /&gt;"Until they are old enough, I can read it myself," she said. "I am sure they will lend it to me." (181-82)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-61236405243847246?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/61236405243847246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=61236405243847246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/61236405243847246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/61236405243847246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/mary-poppins.html' title='Mary Poppins'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-6667385928131329542</id><published>2011-03-12T10:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T10:20:08.890-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HarperCollins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1970'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>A Bargain for Frances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/44135519.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/44135519.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A Bargain for Frances. Russell Hoban. Illustrated by Lillian Hoban. 1970/1992. HarperCollins. 64 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was a fine summer day, and after breakfast Frances said, "I am going to play with Thelma."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Be careful," said Mother.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Why do I have to be careful?" said Frances.&lt;br /&gt;"Remember the last time?" said Mother.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Which time was that?" said Frances.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"That was the time you played catch with Thelma's new boomerang," said Mother. "Thelma did all the throwing, and you came home with lumps on your head."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I remember that time now," said Frances.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And do you remember the other time last winter?" said Mother.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I remember that time too," said Frances. "That was the first time there was ice on the pond. Thelma wanted to go skating, and she told me to try the ice first."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Who came home wet?" said Mother. "You or Thelma?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I came home wet," said Frances.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yes," said Mother. "That is why I say be careful. Because when you play with Thelma you always get the worst of it."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Frances! Her mother was right. Again. Thelma had ulterior motives with wanting to play tea party with her friend, Frances. And Frances got tricked! Tricked into trading her money for Thelma's old tea set. Her ugly old plastic tea set. (A set so ugly that even Gloria sees it as junk.) Thelma then uses the money to buy a new tea set--the exact tea set that Frances had been saving for for months and months. Will Frances get even with Thelma? Can she outwit this trickster? Can this friendship be saved?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have enjoyed rereading the Frances books. Have you read any of these? Do you have a favorite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/bedtime-for-frances.html"&gt;Bedtime for Frances&lt;/a&gt;. Russell Hoban. Illustrated by Garth Williams. 1960/1996. HarperCollins. 32 pages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/baby-sister-for-frances.html"&gt;A Baby Sister for Frances&lt;/a&gt;. Russell Hoban. Illustrated by Lillian Hoban. 1964/1992. HarperCollins. 32 pages.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/bread-and-jam-for-frances.html"&gt;Bread and Jam for Frances&lt;/a&gt;. Russell Hoban. Illustrated by Lillian Hoban. 1964/1992. HarperCollins. 32 pages.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/birthday-for-frances.html"&gt;A Birthday for Frances&lt;/a&gt;. Russell Hoban. Illustrated by Lillian Hoban. 1968/1995. HarperCollins. 32 pages. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/best-friends-for-frances.html"&gt;Best Friends for Frances&lt;/a&gt;. Russell Hoban. Illustrated by Lillian Hoban. 1969/1994. HarperCollins. 32 pages.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/bargain-for-frances.html"&gt;A Bargain for Frances&lt;/a&gt;. Russell Hoban. Illustrated by Lillian Hoban. 1970/1992. HarperCollins. 64 pages. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-6667385928131329542?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/6667385928131329542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=6667385928131329542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/6667385928131329542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/6667385928131329542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/bargain-for-frances.html' title='A Bargain for Frances'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-1238834335022092264</id><published>2011-03-12T10:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T10:06:10.941-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1969'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HarperCollins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>Best Friends for Frances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/10242082.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/10242082.jpg" width="248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Best Friends for Frances. Russell Hoban. Illustrated by Lillian Hoban. 1969/1994. HarperCollins. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was a fine summer morning, so Frances took out her bat and ball. "Will you play ball with me?" said her little sister, Gloria. "No," said Frances. "You are too little." Gloria sat down and cried. Frances walked over to her friend Albert's house, singing a song:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sisters that are much too small&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To throw or catch or bat a ball&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Are really not much good at all,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Except for crying.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was easy for Frances to dismiss Gloria as an unworthy playmate, but when Albert (and later Harold) dismiss Frances, well, Frances learns that sometimes a sister can be a friend--a best friend. It's summer and Frances loves to play with her friends. One day Albert rejects Frances because it's his "wandering" day. And the next day, Albert and Harold reject Frances because she's a girl, and girls can't play baseball as well as boys. But Frances is not to be stopped. Even if it means playing with her little sister, she'll show Albert what is what! If Albert wants a no-girls-allowed club, then she'll start a no-boys-allowed club. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Do you want to play ball?"&lt;br /&gt;"All right," said Gloria.&lt;br /&gt;"If any boys come, they can't play," said Frances, "and I think I will be your friend now."&lt;br /&gt;"How can a sister be a friend?" said Gloria.&lt;br /&gt;"You'll see," said Frances.&lt;br /&gt;"For frogs and ball and dolls?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," said Frances.&lt;br /&gt;"And will you show me how to print my name?" said Gloria.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," said Frances.&lt;br /&gt;"Then you will be my best friend," said Gloria. "Will it just be today, or longer?"&lt;br /&gt;"Longer," said Frances. (20-21)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do like this one. But Frances isn't always nice in this one. Then again neither is Albert. Or Harold. The only one that is nice all the time is Gloria. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-1238834335022092264?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/1238834335022092264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=1238834335022092264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/1238834335022092264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/1238834335022092264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/best-friends-for-frances.html' title='Best Friends for Frances'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-1148228291572902233</id><published>2011-03-12T09:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T09:50:28.684-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HarperCollins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1968'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>A Birthday for Frances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/8485904.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/8485904.jpg" width="310" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A Birthday for Frances. Russell Hoban. Illustrated by Lillian Hoban. 1968/1995. HarperCollins. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was the day before Frances's little sister Gloria's birthday. Mother and Gloria were sitting at the kitchen table, making place cards for the party. Frances was in the broom closet singing:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy Thursday to you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy Thursday to you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy Thursday, dear Alice,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy Thursday to you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Who is Alice?" asked Mother.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Alice is somebody that nobody can see," said Frances. "And that is why she does not have a birthday. So I am singing Happy Thursday to her."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Today it is Friday," said Mother.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It is Thursday for Alice," said Frances.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Alice will not have h-r-n-d, and she will not have g-k-l-s. But we are singing together."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What are h-r-n-d and g-k-l-s?" asked Mother.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Cake and candy. I thought you could spell," said Frances.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I am sure that Alice will have cake and candy on her birthday," said Mother.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"But Alice does not have a birthday," said Frances.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yes, she does," said Mother. "Even if nobody can see her, Alice has one birthday every year, and so do you. Your birthday is two months from now. Then you will be the birthday girl. But tomorrow is Gloria's birthday, and she will be the birthday girl."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"That is how it is, Alice," said Frances. "Your birthday is always the one that is not now."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just LOVE and ADORE A Birthday for Frances. It is Gloria's birthday. And Frances decides--a bit reluctantly--that she should buy something for her baby sister with her allowance. She decides on one Chompo bar (chocolate bar) and four gumballs. But it isn't easy for Frances to keep her mind made up. The more she thinks about it, the more she thinks that she should keep the Chompo bar for herself. The gumballs, well, they already met their fate. By accident, Frances claims. Will Gloria receive a Chompo bar for her birthday? Or will Frances be selfish and eat it herself?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book has the delightful Chompo Bar song in it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Chompo Bars are nice to get.&lt;br /&gt;Chompo Bars taste better yet&lt;br /&gt;When they're someone else's.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I would definitely recommend this one. Do you have a favorite Frances book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-1148228291572902233?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/1148228291572902233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=1148228291572902233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/1148228291572902233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/1148228291572902233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/birthday-for-frances.html' title='A Birthday for Frances'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-8800369436596687182</id><published>2011-03-11T09:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T09:34:33.443-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1964'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picky eaters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HarperCollins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>Bread and Jam for Frances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/10242088.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/10242088.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bread and Jam for Frances. Russell Hoban. Illustrated by Lillian Hoban. 1964/1992. HarperCollins. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was breakfast time, and everyone was at the table. Father was eating his egg. Mother was eating her egg. Gloria was sitting in a high chair and eating her egg too. Frances was eating bread and jam.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What a lovely egg!" said Father.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If there is one thing I am fond of for breakfast, it is a soft-boiled egg."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yes," said Mother, spooning up egg for the baby, "it is just the thing to start the day off right."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ah!" said Gloria, and ate up her egg.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Frances did not eat her egg. She sang a little song to it. She sang the song very softly:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I do not like the way you slide,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I do not like your soft inside,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I do not like you lots of ways,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And could do for many days&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Without eggs.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frances just LOVES, LOVES, LOVES bread and jam. She wants to eat it for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and snack. She doesn't want to try new foods. She doesn't want to eat anything BUT bread and jam. Other people in her life--like her good friend, Albert, may have more interesting lunches, but is anything as good as her favorite comfort food?! Will Frances, the badger, ever tire of bread and jam?! Read and see in one of my favorite, favorite picture books! Frances makes up so many lovely songs in this one! And readers get to meet Albert--I've always liked Albert very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-8800369436596687182?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/8800369436596687182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=8800369436596687182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8800369436596687182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8800369436596687182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/bread-and-jam-for-frances.html' title='Bread and Jam for Frances'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-6705626298712668478</id><published>2011-03-11T09:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T09:21:01.711-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1964'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HarperCollins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>A Baby Sister for Frances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/10242081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/10242081.jpg" width="248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A Baby Sister for Frances. Russell Hoban. Illustrated by Lillian Hoban. 1964/1992. HarperCollins. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; It was a quiet evening. Father was reading his newspaper. Mother was feeding Gloria, the new baby. Frances was sitting under the kitchen sink. She was singing a little song:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Plinketty, plinketty, plinketty, plink,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here is the dishrag that's under the sink.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here are the buckets and brushes and me,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Plinketty, plinketty, plinketty, plee.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;She stopped the song and listened. Nobody said anything. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frances is having a hard time adjusting to her new baby sister, Gloria. She's still Frances, an imaginative badger that loves to make up her own songs, but she's finding it harder and harder to be noticed by her busy parents. And her parents don't have as much time to devote to keeping things in the house flowing smoothly. Frances decides it may be best to run away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;After dinner that evening Frances packed her little knapsack very carefully. She put in her tiny special blanket and her alligator doll. She took all of the nickels and pennies out of her bank, for travel money, and she took her good luck coin for good luck. Then she took a box of prunes from the kitchen and five chocolate sandwich cookies.&lt;br /&gt;"Well," said Frances, "it is time to say goodbye. I am on my way. Good bye."&lt;br /&gt;"Where are you running away to?" said Father.&lt;br /&gt;"I think that under the dining-room table is the best place," said Frances. "It's cozy and the kitchen is near if I run out of cookies."&lt;br /&gt;"That is a good place to run away to," said Mother, "but I'll miss you."&lt;br /&gt;"I'll miss you too," said Father.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, said Frances, "good-bye," and she ran away. (12-13)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy this one. It's not my favorite Frances story--in fact, it's probably my least favorite--but that has more to do with the others being so great, so memorable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-6705626298712668478?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/6705626298712668478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=6705626298712668478&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/6705626298712668478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/6705626298712668478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/baby-sister-for-frances.html' title='A Baby Sister for Frances'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-5405113486908864677</id><published>2011-03-11T08:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T09:04:09.634-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1960'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>Bedtime for Frances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/10242101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/10242101.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bedtime for Frances. Russell Hoban. Illustrated by Garth Williams. 1960/1996. HarperCollins. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The big hand of the clock is at 12.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The little hand is at 7.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is seven o'clock.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is bedtime for Frances.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mother said, "It is time for bed."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Father said, "It is time for bed."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Frances said, "I want a glass of milk."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"All right," said Father.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"All right," said Mother.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You may have a glass of milk."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Frances drank the milk.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love, love, love Bedtime for Frances. Frances is a badger that is finding it very difficult to sleep. She's had her glass of water. She's been kissed and hugged. She's got her teddy bear and her doll. But Frances imagination is too active to allow her to fall asleep quickly. She thinks there is a tiger in her room. No, a giant in her room. Oh no! There's a crack in the ceiling. What if something scary were to crawl out?! And what is that tapping on her window?! Her parents are kind and gentle--at least at first. But when these interruptions persist, well, her father gets a &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt; grumpy. Frances finally embraces her father's message: every one has a job. It may be the wind's job to make noise; it may be the moth's job to bump into things; but her job is to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-5405113486908864677?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/5405113486908864677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=5405113486908864677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/5405113486908864677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/5405113486908864677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/bedtime-for-frances.html' title='Bedtime for Frances'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-3382309794520069438</id><published>2011-03-11T08:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T08:46:30.222-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1950'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HarperCollins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J Realistic Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Henry Huggins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/10245560.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/10245560.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Henry Huggins. Beverly Cleary. 1950/2000. HarperCollins. 160 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Henry Huggins was in the third grade. His hair looked like a scrubbing brush and most of his grown-up front teeth were in. He lived with his mother and father in a square white house on Klickitat Street. Except for having his tonsils out when he was six and breaking his arm falling out of a cherry tree when he was seven, nothing much happened to Henry. I wish something exciting would happen, Henry often thought. But nothing very interesting ever happened to Henry, at least not until one Wednesday afternoon in March. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up, I just loved, loved, loved the Ramona books by Beverly Cleary. (&lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/beezus-and-ramona.html"&gt;Beezus   and Ramona&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/ramona-pest.html"&gt;Ramona the   Pest&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/ramona-brave.html"&gt;Ramona the   Brave&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/ramona-and-her-father.html"&gt;Ramona   and Her Father&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/ramona-and-her-mother.html"&gt;Ramona   and Her Mother&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/ramona-quimby-age-8.html"&gt;Ramona   Quimby Age 8&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/ramona-forever.html"&gt;Ramona   Forever&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/ramonas-world.html"&gt;Ramona's   World&lt;/a&gt;.) But I don't think I paid the same attention to the Henry Huggins books--in fact, I'm not sure I read them at all. (Though the incident with the guppies in chapter two did feel familiar, so perhaps I read the first one.) Did I enjoy Henry Huggins? Yes! Very much. I found the book to be very funny, very playful. The chapters are episodic which was just perfect. Readers see Henry playing with his dog, playing with the neighborhood children, learning responsibility, working to earn extra money, and we see Henry at school. There's a Christmas chapter which I just found delightful! In "The Green Christmas" Henry Huggins is cast as the star of the Christmas play. Unfortunately is the worst role in the world for him to get--he's cast as Timmy. First, he's cast as a LITTLE boy. Second, he'll have to wear pajamas. Third, he'll be tucked into bed, and kissed by his mother (an eighth grade girl). Fourth, he then "falls" asleep and dreams the whole play. And that's just for starters. Henry thinks and thinks and thinks. He HAS to find a way to get out of this humiliating play. Good thing he rescued Ribsy in chapter one, for this dog may just end up saving him!&lt;br /&gt;I also loved the second chapter, "Gallons of Guppies." In this chapter, Henry learns that two fish can turn into TOO MANY fish within a matter of weeks or months. It was just a great chapter, very funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-3382309794520069438?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/3382309794520069438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=3382309794520069438&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3382309794520069438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3382309794520069438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/henry-huggins.html' title='Henry Huggins'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-3229209112796785001</id><published>2011-03-05T11:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T11:03:42.933-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HarperCollins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1971'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='series books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Frog and Toad Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/10008610.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/10008610.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Frog and Toad Together. An I Can Read Book. Arnold Lobel. 1971. HarperCollins. 64 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;One morning Toad sat in bed. "I have many things to do," he said. "I will write them all down on a list so that I can remember them." Toad wrote on a piece of paper: A List of Things To Do Today. Then he wrote: Wake Up. "I have done that," said Toad, and he crossed out: &lt;strike&gt;wake up&lt;/strike&gt;. Then Toad wrote other things on the paper. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I love Frog and Toad! I do! This book contains five stories: A List, The Garden, Cookies, Dragons and Giants, and The Dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first story, "The List," Toad panics when he loses his to-do list. The ever-supportive Frog is there by his side, but it may take a while to calm this worried Toad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the second story, "The Garden," Toad is envious of his friend Frog's garden. Though Frog warns him that a garden takes a lot of work, and a lot of patience, Toad isn't concerned. He wants a garden and he wants it NOW. Will Toad succeed in his gardening attempt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third story, "Cookies," is one of my FAVORITE FAVORITE FAVORITE stories of all time. Toad bakes some cookies. He even decides to share with his friend, Frog. But when they become unable to stop eating the oh-so-delicious cookies, then Frog insists that they have will power. Toad is less than enthused. Especially when he sees that Frog means to give his cookies to the birds. What will Toad do next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"You know, Toad," said Frog, with his mouth full, "I think we should stop eating. We will soon be sick."&lt;br /&gt;"You are right," said Toad. "Let us eat one last cookie, and then we will stop."&lt;br /&gt;Frog and Toad ate one last cookie. There were many cookies left in the bowl.&lt;br /&gt;"Frog," said Toad, "let us eat one very last cookie, and then we will stop."&lt;br /&gt;Frog and Toad ate one very last cookie.&lt;br /&gt;"We must stop eating!" cried Toad as he ate another.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," said Frog, reaching for a cookie, "we need will power."&lt;br /&gt;"What is will power?" asked Toad.&lt;br /&gt;"Will power is trying hard not to do something that you really want to do," said Frog.&lt;br /&gt;"You mean like trying not to eat all of these cookies?" asked Toad.&lt;br /&gt;"Right," said Frog. (32-35)&lt;/blockquote&gt;Of course, the scene just gets better and better and better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth story "Dragons and Giants" doesn't thrill me. But it could be because it follows "Cookies," and it would take a LOT to top that! In this one, Frog and Toad decide to see how brave they are! They find they are very brave safe at home in the closet and in the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fifth story, "The Dream," is all about ego! Toad dreams that he is "the greatest Toad in all the world." As his greatness increases, his friend, Frog, becomes smaller and smaller and smaller until he vanishes. Toad realizes that having a good best friend like Toad would be better than being the greatest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-3229209112796785001?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/3229209112796785001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=3229209112796785001&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3229209112796785001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3229209112796785001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/frog-and-toad-together.html' title='Frog and Toad Together'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-2328712243619400381</id><published>2011-03-05T10:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T11:54:08.256-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1979'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HarperCollins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='series books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Days With Frog and Toad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/7210306.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/7210306.jpg" width="204" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Days with Frog and Toad. An I Can Read Book. Arnold Lobel. 1979. HarperCollins. 64 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Toad woke up. "Drat!" he said. "This house is a mess. I have so much wok to do." Frog looked through the window. "Toad, you are right," said Frog. "It is a mess." Toad pulled the covers over his head. "I will do it tomorrow," said Toad. "Today I will take life easy." Frog came into the house. "Toad," said Frog, "your pants and jacket are lying on the floor." "Tomorrow," said Toad from under the covers. "Your kitchen sink is filled with dirty dishes," said Frog. "Tomorrow," said Toad. "There is dust on your chairs." "Tomorrow," said Toad. "Your windows need scrubbing," said Frog. "Your plants need watering." "Tomorrow!" cried Toad. "I will do it all tomorrow!" Toad sat on the edge of his bed. "Blah," said Toad. "I feel down in the dumps." "Why?" asked Frog. "I am thinking about tomorrow," said Toad. "I am thinking about all of the many things that I will have to do." "Yes," said Frog, "tomorrow will be a very hard day for you."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Frog and Toad book contains five stories: "Tomorrow," "The Kite," "Shivers," "The Hat," and "Alone." I really, really enjoy three of these stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is probably my favorite in this collection. (And it's useful for inspiration.) I love Toad's drat's and blah's. Toad has a choice to make--to do the work of each day on that day, to take the work with the pleasure, OR to put off all the work so he can have all the pleasure. But there is always a day of reckoning. So perhaps, it's best that Toad learns this lesson quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hat is a delightful story. Frog gives Toad a birthday present, a hat. But the hat is much too big for his friend. He feels awful about that. How can he fix the hat without his friend realizing it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone is another wonderful story! Toad discovers a note on his friend Frog's door. A note saying that Frog wants to be alone for a while! Toad worries and panics a bit! Why oh why oh why would Frog ever want time away from him?! Does this mean that Frog doesn't want to spend any time with him? Does it mean that Frog doesn't want him as a best friend anymore?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kite is a story about diligence and perseverance. The two friends are having trouble getting their kite to fly. One friend wants to give up, wants to just admit that their kite is junk and that it will never, ever fly. The other wants to keep trying. It's a playful story. And Frog and Toad do shine in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shivers is about the two friends telling a ghost story and getting delicious shivers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-2328712243619400381?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/2328712243619400381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=2328712243619400381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/2328712243619400381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/2328712243619400381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/days-with-frog-and-toad.html' title='Days With Frog and Toad'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-7942949092723722677</id><published>2011-03-05T10:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T11:34:53.337-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HarperCollins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1976'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='series books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Frog and Toad All Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/37187745.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/37187745.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Frog and Toad All Year. An I Can Read Book. Arnold Lobel. 1976. HarperCollins. 64 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Frog knocked at Toad's door. "Toad, wake up," he cried. "Come out and see how wonderful the winter is!" "I will not," said Toad. "I am in my warm bed." "Winter is beautiful," said Frog. "Come out and have fun." "Blah," said Toad. "I do not have any winter clothes." Frog came into the house. "I have brought you some things to wear," he said. Frog pushed a coat down over the top of Toad. Frog pulled snowpants up over the bottom of Toad. He put a hat and scarf on Toad's head. "Help!" cried Toad. "My best friend is trying to kill me!" "I am only getting you ready for winter," said Frog.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Frog and Toad. I do. Do you?! Are you more like Toad or Frog?! This collection includes five stories--all season-themed stories--"Down the Hill," "The Corner," "Ice Cream," "The Surprise," and "Christmas Eve."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Down the Hill," the winter-story of the collection, has Frog and Toad out in the snow. Sledding may be fun, Toad admits, but he can't help feeling that BED IS MUCH BETTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Corner," the spring-story of the collection, has Frog sharing words of wisdom from his father. Something about how spring is around the corner. This made the young Frog curious because which corner is spring around?! So he sets out to find it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ice Cream," the summer-story of the collection, has Toad bringing his best friend some ice cream. But the trip back to Frog, back to the pond, doesn't go according to plan! And ice cream can be a bit messy and sticky. Will these two friends be able to enjoy some delicious ice cream?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Surprise" the autumn-story of the collection, has Frog and Toad 'surprising' each other. Toad rushes to Frog's house to rake his leaves. Frog rushes to Toad's house to rake his leaves. But the wind may have the last laugh! Good thing these friends will never know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Christmas Eve" is a holiday story of course! Frog was supposed to come to Toad's house for a big dinner. But. Frog is late. Toad begins to worry and worry and worry. Where is his friend?! Where could he be?! Did something happen to him?! Does Frog need to be saved?! Frog arrives finally with present in hand. He was late because he was wrapping Toad's present. A peaceful Christmas is theirs at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed this collection. While it isn't quite as magical as Frog and Toad Together, I would still recommend it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-7942949092723722677?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/7942949092723722677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=7942949092723722677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7942949092723722677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7942949092723722677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/frog-and-toad-all-year.html' title='Frog and Toad All Year'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-7161700532223665809</id><published>2011-03-04T23:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T11:15:56.232-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HarperCollins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1970'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='series books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Frog and Toad Are Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/12852100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/12852100.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Frog and Toad Are Friends. An I Can Read Book. Arnold Lobel. 1970. HarperCollins. 64 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Frog ran up the path to Toad's house. He knocked on the front door. There was no answer, "Toad, Toad," shouted Frog, "wake up. It is spring!" "Blah," said a voice from inside the house. "Toad! Toad!" cried Frog. "The sun is shining! The snow is melting. Wake up!" "I am not here," said the voice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Frog and Toad. I do. I just love them. While this isn't my favorite-or-best Frog and Toad book, it is still worth reading. It contains five stories: Spring, The Story, A Lost Button, A Swim, and The Letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorites from the collection include "Spring" in which Frog tricks his friend into getting out of bed by changing his calendar and "The Letter" in which Frog cheers up his friend by sending him a letter in the mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the stories highlight this special friendship--highlights each character's strengths and weaknesses. I would definitely recommend any Frog and Toad book! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-7161700532223665809?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/7161700532223665809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=7161700532223665809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7161700532223665809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7161700532223665809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/frog-and-toad-are-friends.html' title='Frog and Toad Are Friends'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-3629531129440926825</id><published>2011-03-04T22:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T22:20:56.515-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Penguin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2005'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Llama Llama Red Pajama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/Rm_4uUTIx8I/AAAAAAAAAoc/VBp9q3Ipy3c/s1600/llama_book.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/Rm_4uUTIx8I/AAAAAAAAAoc/VBp9q3Ipy3c/s1600/llama_book.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Llama, Llama Red Pajama. Anna Dewdney. 2005. Penguin. 40 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llama Llama Red Pajama by Anna Dewdney is one my favorite favorite picture books. The reason I haven't blogged about it is simply that I hadn't started my blog yet when it was released. And sometimes it does take a little while to go back to old favorites when there are so many new books being released each month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Llama with some separation anxiety issues. As his mother is putting him to bed, he is happy and soothed. But as soon as she leaves the room, he begins to miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Llama llama&lt;br /&gt;red pajama&lt;br /&gt;feels alone&lt;br /&gt;without his mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Llama wants a drink.&lt;br /&gt;Mama's at the kitchen sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llama llama&lt;br /&gt;red pajama&lt;br /&gt;calls down to&lt;br /&gt;his llama mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama says&lt;br /&gt;she'll be up soon.&lt;br /&gt;Baby Llama hums a tune.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as the Mama Llama becomes distracted with household tasks and phone calls, Baby Llama goes from a little fretting to a full-out llama drama. But soon all is calm once again as Baby Llama is reassured of his mama's loving care as he drifts off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the rhymes. I love the rhythms. I love the flow of it all. It's just so fun to read aloud. So fun. And I love the illustrations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-3629531129440926825?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/3629531129440926825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=3629531129440926825&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3629531129440926825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3629531129440926825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/03/llama-llama-red-pajama.html' title='Llama Llama Red Pajama'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/Rm_4uUTIx8I/AAAAAAAAAoc/VBp9q3Ipy3c/s72-c/llama_book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-901184962554615612</id><published>2011-02-26T19:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:32:41.962-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions and feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Can Press'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Without You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/85037263.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/85037263.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without You. Genevieve Cote. 2011. Kids Can Press. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stop! You're going to fast!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Step back! This is a racing track!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You're so careless!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You fuss over any little mess!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't want to play with you anymore.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fine! I won't miss you at all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The super-adorable stars of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-and-you.html"&gt;Me and You&lt;/a&gt; are back again in Genevieve Cote's Without You. The book features a white bunny and pink pig that are best friends. Well, best friends most days of the week. But after an "accident" with a wagon full of toys, their friendship is put to the test as each accuses the other. Soon these two are naming all the things they can do without the other. Proving that they don't need each other to have fun. Showing that they're just fine on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Well, I can read a book without you.&lt;br /&gt;And I can cook without you.&lt;br /&gt;I can play dress-up without you.&lt;br /&gt;I can go to the park without you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after awhile, both realize something: they miss each other; they need each other. I enjoyed this one very much. I just loved and adored the first book. And I found this second book just as charming. It's got a good message about friendship, about getting along with others, but it isn't preachy. It just felt right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 8 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-901184962554615612?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/901184962554615612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=901184962554615612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/901184962554615612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/901184962554615612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/02/without-you.html' title='Without You'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-8776353684456336909</id><published>2011-02-26T18:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:33:19.946-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Can Press'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Scaredy Squirrel Has a Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/85037247.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/85037247.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Scaredy Squirrel Has a Birthday Party. Melanie Watt. 2011. Kids Can Press. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Scaredy Squirrel never has big birthday parties. He'd rather celebrate alone quietly up in his tree than party below and risk being taken by surprise. A few surprises Scaredy Squirrel is afraid could spoil the party: Bigfoot, confetti, clownfish, ants, ponies, and porcupines. So he plans a small celebration where he's the only life of the party.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know him is to love him, at least for me. I always enjoy a good Scaredy Squirrel picture book. He's a delightfully timid--and anxious--character. His fears may not be rational--but who are we to judge?! After all, how rational is it to be afraid of clowns? Yet a good many of us are! Anyway, I love Scaredy Squirrel. I love his "plans." I love how he tries to stay in control. I love his ultimate back-up plan--to play dead--to deal with the unknown, to deal with his fears. I love how things never go according to his plan. Like it or not, this squirrel is always having to adapt. And these "changes" may be "scary" at first, but ultimately, they're for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was an enjoyable addition to the Scaredy Squirrel series. My review of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/scaredy-squirrel.html"&gt;Scaredy Squirrel&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2009/03/scaredy-squirrel-at-night.html"&gt;Scaredy Squirrel at Night&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/scaredy-squirrel-at-beach.html"&gt;Scaredy Squirrel at the Beach&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 7 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-8776353684456336909?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/8776353684456336909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=8776353684456336909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8776353684456336909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8776353684456336909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/02/scaredy-squirrel-has-birthday-party.html' title='Scaredy Squirrel Has a Birthday Party'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-7501091039716185096</id><published>2011-02-26T12:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:34:02.912-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elephant and Piggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mo Willems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyperion'/><title type='text'>I Broke My Trunk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/85118267.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/85118267.jpg" width="291" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I Broke My Trunk! (Elephant and Piggie) Mo Willems. 2011. Hyperion. 64 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have not seen Gerald today. Why?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gerald! What happened to your trunk?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I broke my trunk.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;How did you break your trunk?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is a long crazy story.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tell it! Tell it!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Broke My Trunk is the newest book in the Elephant and Piggie series by Mo Willems. Gerald, the elephant, does have a long and crazy story to share with his best friend, Piggie. The story of how he broke his trunk. Did he break it when he lifted his friend Hippo? No! Did he break it when he lifted Hippo's big sister? No! Did he break it when he lifted his friend Rhino? No! How about lifting a piano, two hippos, and a rhino? No! Then how did Gerald break his trunk?! Will Piggie believe this crazy story? She may just end up with a long and crazy story of her own to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this one. It was very funny. It was very playful. I liked the dialogue, the language. For example, I loved this exchange:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gerald: Then, I had an idea! I wanted to lift Hippo onto my trunk!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Piggie: Why?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gerald: Because!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Piggie: Okay.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just felt right. Everything about these books feel right. I just LOVE, LOVE, LOVE Gerald and Piggie. I love their friendship. I love the way they think and act. These books are just too much fun!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other books in the series include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-will-surprise-my-friend.html"&gt;I Will Surprise My Friend &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/09/can-i-play-too.html"&gt;Can I Play Too?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/09/elephants-cannot-dance.html"&gt;Elephants Cannot Dance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-going.html"&gt;I Am Going&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/pigs-make-me-sneeze.html"&gt;Pigs Make Me Sneeze&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/watch-me-throw-ball.html"&gt;Watch Me Throw The Ball&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/are-you-ready-to-play-outside.html"&gt;Are You Ready to Play Outside&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-my-new-toy.html"&gt;I Love My New Toy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-invited-to-party.html"&gt;I Am Invited to A Party&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-friend-is-sad.html"&gt;My Friend is Sad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-i-will-fly.html"&gt;Today I Will Fly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/there-is-bird-on-your-head.html"&gt;There Is A Bird On Your Head&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-are-in-book.html"&gt;We Are In A Book &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 8 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-7501091039716185096?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/7501091039716185096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=7501091039716185096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7501091039716185096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7501091039716185096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-broke-my-trunk.html' title='I Broke My Trunk!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-2405338606586756555</id><published>2011-02-19T17:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T17:23:20.776-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scholastic'/><title type='text'>The More We Get Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/80956767.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/80956767.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The More We Get Together. Caroline Jayne Church. 2011. Scholastic. 12 pages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The more we get together&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;together together&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The more we get together,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the happier we'll be.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This familiar song is shared with young readers in board book format in Caroline Jayne Church's newest book, The More We Get Together. If you love happy, cute art--illustrations--there is a good chance you'll enjoy this one. There's just something sweet and charming about her art. I love the way she draws children, I do. In this case, she draws children playing with one another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-2405338606586756555?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/2405338606586756555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=2405338606586756555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/2405338606586756555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/2405338606586756555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/02/more-we-get-together.html' title='The More We Get Together'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-4000208083540995680</id><published>2011-02-19T17:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T17:16:21.544-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Twosomes: Love Poems From the Animal Kingdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rz5utKrpUbk/TWBO4aStehI/AAAAAAAAJJw/1bmT3bay1-Y/s1600/82376827.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rz5utKrpUbk/TWBO4aStehI/AAAAAAAAJJw/1bmT3bay1-Y/s320/82376827.JPG" width="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Twosomes: Love Poems From the Animal Kingdom. Marilyn Singer. Illustrated by Lee Wildish. 2011. Random House. 24 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bats&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Good morning! How the nighttime flew!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now, may I hang around with you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dogs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nice to meetcha! You smell delish!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wanna share my water dish?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed this small poetry book very much. The poems are very short--just two lines apiece. But some of them work very well; some are quite clever! My favorite would probably be the ones featuring porcupines and geese. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-4000208083540995680?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/4000208083540995680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=4000208083540995680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4000208083540995680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4000208083540995680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/02/twosomes-love-poems-from-animal-kingdom.html' title='Twosomes: Love Poems From the Animal Kingdom'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rz5utKrpUbk/TWBO4aStehI/AAAAAAAAJJw/1bmT3bay1-Y/s72-c/82376827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-8563326632528347364</id><published>2011-02-18T17:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T17:29:31.214-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scholastic'/><title type='text'>You Are My Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/73410000/73419486.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/73410000/73419486.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You Are My Sunshine. Caroline Jayne Church. 2011. Scholastic. 12 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are my sunshine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My only sunshine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You may me happy when skies are gray.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be a big fan of this love song, but this board book adaptation is cute and precious in its own way. I do enjoy Caroline Jayne Church's illustrations. I like the 'cuteness' of her artwork. I like how she captures children at play, capturing very special, precious moments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-8563326632528347364?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/8563326632528347364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=8563326632528347364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8563326632528347364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8563326632528347364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-are-my-sunshine.html' title='You Are My Sunshine'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-6424173294610116738</id><published>2011-02-12T21:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T21:58:21.589-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week: Taba Naba</title><content type='html'>This week I'm highlighting Taba Naba from The Wiggles' album, Wiggly, Wiggly World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fjsDwwx2o4Q" title="YouTube video player" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PrCNK6UwyXU" title="YouTube video player" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as an added bonus, these clips of children enjoying Taba Naba:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QV7hSzepHtY" title="YouTube video player" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lDRGosxhlbs" title="YouTube video player" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-6424173294610116738?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/6424173294610116738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=6424173294610116738&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/6424173294610116738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/6424173294610116738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/02/song-of-week-taba-naba.html' title='Song of the Week: Taba Naba'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fjsDwwx2o4Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-4705938103701125173</id><published>2011-02-12T18:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T18:05:47.295-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scholastic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>I Love You Always and Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/80950000/80956719.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/80950000/80956719.JPG" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I Love You Always and Forever. Jonathan Emmett. Illustrated by Daniel Howarth. 2010. Scholastic. 24 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Longtail and Littletail were playing in the forest. They scampered through the bushes and scurried round the trees. Littletail wanted to play a game. "Catch me if you can!" she laughed. And she leapt into the grass. Littletail was fast--but Longtail was faster. And he caught her and swept her into his arms. "You always catch me!" gasped Littletail. "Do I always?" said Longtail. "Well, it won't be forever. One day you will be too fast for me to catch!" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is wordy but oh-so-sweet. It's one of those precious-and-adorable books that perhaps adults love a more than the little ones. Longtail loves Littletail and though many things may change with time--his love for her will never, ever change. For his love for her is the forever kind of love. The book shows them spending some good quality time together--playing games, laughing, enjoying one another in the moment. It's a good book, a sweet book. With the perfect ending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-4705938103701125173?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/4705938103701125173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=4705938103701125173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4705938103701125173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4705938103701125173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-love-you-always-and-forever.html' title='I Love You Always and Forever'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-7970936908485273712</id><published>2011-02-12T17:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T17:54:06.246-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candlewick'/><title type='text'>Tucker's Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/62690000/62698927.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/62690000/62698927.JPG" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tucker's Valentine. Leslie McGuirk. 2010. Candlewick Press. 28 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today is Valentine's Day!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tucker's owner tells him that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Valentine's Day is all about love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There are lots of things that Tucker loves:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;his dog food, his Frisbee, his favorite spot on the couch,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;laundry on the floor, his stuffed piggy, and bubbles from a jar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker the dog stars in a couple holiday adventures: Lucky Tucker, Tucker's Spooky Halloween, Ho, Ho, Ho Tucker! And I believe he may star in a few other books as well--according to Barnes &amp;amp; Noble--Tucker Flips, Tucker Off His Rocker, and Tucker Over the Top. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This adventure is in board book, but I'm not exactly sure why. Because the audience doesn't match (in my opinion) the format. I think it's a bit too wordy for toddlers. And I think the humor is a little too much for toddlers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this adventure, Cupid (a dog with wings dressed in red underwear) tries his best to shoot love's arrow at Tucker. The book chronicles each of Cupid's attempts--his failures. I found it odd to say the least. I think the book is funny--at moments--for a slightly older audience. It might make a good read aloud for an older audience. But I'm not sure it's a good fit as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did like the ending. I thought that was well done. But overall, this one didn't quite work for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-7970936908485273712?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/7970936908485273712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=7970936908485273712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7970936908485273712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7970936908485273712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/02/tuckers-valentine.html' title='Tucker&apos;s Valentine'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-7627494015830844610</id><published>2011-02-12T16:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:34:46.546-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scholastic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>Have You Seen Duck?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/519Nec6fmfL.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/519Nec6fmfL.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Have You Seen Duck? Janet A. Holmes. Illustrated by Jonathan Bentley. 2011. Scholastic. 24 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; This is Duck.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Duck lives at my house.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Duck thinks I'm the greatest.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm Duck's hero.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wherever I go, Duck goes too.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Duck's not frightened of anything when he's with me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Duck won't start his dinner until I've started mine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Duck can't go to sleep unless I'm in bed too.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this one. I did. I just loved it. I thought it sweet and simple. I loved the devotion between a little boy and his favorite stuffed animal, Duck. The book shares the good times--when they're together--and the bad times--when they're apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the worst does happen, one day Duck goes missing. And the little boy begins his quest to find his friend. He asks everyone if they've seen his duck. With each person he asks, he gives a different description of his best friend. He tells one, "He's yellow and raggedy." Another, "he smells like a blanket." Yet another, "He feels soft and woolly." Which leads to my favorite scene in the entire book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Have you seen Duck?" I asked the dog next door.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"He sounds like..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I don't know what Duck sounds like.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Duck doesn't make any sound at all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this search won't be easy, it won't be quick. The boy has to learn how to cope with life--a little--on his own. When the two are finally reunited it is sweet and wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just loved it! I would definitely recommend this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 7 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-7627494015830844610?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/7627494015830844610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=7627494015830844610&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7627494015830844610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7627494015830844610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/02/have-you-seen-duck.html' title='Have You Seen Duck?'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-5720243001392170777</id><published>2011-02-12T16:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:35:47.157-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Houghton Mifflin Harcourt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Emma Dilemma: Big Sister Poems</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/58239734.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/58239734.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Emma Dilemma: Big Sister Poems. Kristine O'Connell George. Illustrated by Nancy Carpenter. 2011. Houghton Mifflin Harcourt. 47 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Soccer Game&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My friends are cracking up,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pointing at that little kid&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;wearing a ruffled petticoat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;flowered hat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;long white gloves&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;plaid pants&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;earrings like chandeliers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and plastic high-heeled shoes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;with rhinestones.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That kid who's jumping up and down&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;on the bleachers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;waving her feather boat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;yelling at me,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Goooo, Jessica!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I pretend I've never seen&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;that kid ever before&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in my whole entire life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed this picture book! This "story" is loosely told through a collection of poems. The poems focus on the oh-so-complex relationship between a big sister, Jessica, and her little sister, Emma. I liked many of the poems. Like "Emma's Hand," "Translator," "Bed Partner," Picture Books," "Snooping," "Cheating,"&amp;nbsp; and "Emma's Birthday." I'll be honest, I liked almost every single one. They were all so good, so true, so right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 8 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-5720243001392170777?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/5720243001392170777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=5720243001392170777&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/5720243001392170777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/5720243001392170777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/02/emma-dilemma-big-sister-poems.html' title='Emma Dilemma: Big Sister Poems'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-9194651950031323153</id><published>2011-02-11T17:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T17:32:32.752-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kisses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scholastic'/><title type='text'>All Kinds of Kisses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/95250000/95251774.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/95250000/95251774.JPG" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All Kinds of Kisses. Linda Cress Dowdy. Illustrated by Priscilla Lamont. 2010. Scholastic. 24 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; All Kinds of Kisses&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;can be the best way&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;to welcome the moon,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;say good night to the day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Butterfly Kisses&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;are soft, gentle things.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Flutter your lashes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;like butterfly wings.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eskimo Kisses&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;come down from the north.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Place nose to nose&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and move back and forth.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Kinds of Kisses is a board book all about kissing. In short verses, different kinds of kissing are described. It's a short book. A simple book. It didn't wow me. But I didn't dislike it either.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-9194651950031323153?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/9194651950031323153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=9194651950031323153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/9194651950031323153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/9194651950031323153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/02/all-kinds-of-kisses.html' title='All Kinds of Kisses'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-3786323324283696804</id><published>2011-02-05T20:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:36:39.887-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloomsbury'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elephants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Quick, Slow, Mango!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/6a00d83451af1569e20147e1369500970b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i664.photobucket.com/albums/vv9/blbooks/6a00d83451af1569e20147e1369500970b.jpg" width="257" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quick, Slow, Mango! by Anik McGory. 2011. January 2011. Bloomsbury USA. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was time for breakfast. Kidogo stood on the bank of the winding river, picking up stones and dropping them gently into the water. "Hurry, hurry!" flapped his mama with her ears. "Chapu, chapu! It's time to drink, little one, or you'll be thirsty later."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This charming picture book stars two characters who are as different as can be. Kidogo, the baby elephant, likes to take his time. He has a pace--his own--and there is no rushing him. He loves to absorb the world around him, live in the moment. PolePole is a monkey. She is always on the go. There's no stopping her! No, she's in a hurry to live life--to live life well. Unfortunately, sometimes she's a little too fast for her own good. Her mother is always telling her to slow down. (PolePole literally means slowly, slowly. And, just so you know, Kidogo means little.) When these two meet, something magical happens! A new friendship begins, and a tasty treat is enjoyed by all! For though PolePole is a bit too quick, and Kidogo is a bit too slow--together they're absolutely right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this one delightful! I loved the story. I loved the repetition. I loved the pronunciation guide too. Otherwise, I wouldn't have braved reading it aloud. And the illustrations, well, I thought they were adorable! I just loved this one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 8 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-3786323324283696804?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/3786323324283696804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=3786323324283696804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3786323324283696804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3786323324283696804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/02/quick-slow-mango.html' title='Quick, Slow, Mango!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-3634501037859408767</id><published>2011-02-04T23:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T23:06:52.421-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Houghton Mifflin Harcourt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books for older readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elephants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Cousins of Clouds: Elephant Poems</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/58230000/58238394.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/58230000/58238394.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cousins of Clouds. Tracie Vaughn Zimmer. Illustrated by Megan Halsey and Sean Addy. 2011. [February 2011] Houghton Mifflin Harcourt. 32 pages.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed this poetry picture book by Tracie Vaughn Zimmer. I liked the combination of poetry with fact. How the author sprinkles interesting details and facts about African and Asian elephants throughout the book--in her prose and poetry. This collection has a nice variety to it as well--haiku, concrete, etc. Some poems are long; some quite short. The subject varies as well--focusing on both wild elephants and domesticated elephants (zoos, circuses, etc.) While you may not love every poem, I believe there is plenty here to satisfy readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-3634501037859408767?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/3634501037859408767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=3634501037859408767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3634501037859408767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/3634501037859408767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/02/cousins-of-clouds-elephant-poems.html' title='Cousins of Clouds: Elephant Poems'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-4726981045094121698</id><published>2011-02-04T17:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T17:43:23.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week: Four Little Duckies</title><content type='html'>I am really enjoying listening to Ralph's World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="269" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/F2QqTedHuZc" title="YouTube video player" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-4726981045094121698?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/4726981045094121698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=4726981045094121698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4726981045094121698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4726981045094121698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/02/song-of-week-four-little-duckies.html' title='Song of the Week: Four Little Duckies'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/F2QqTedHuZc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-7778724257666434852</id><published>2011-02-03T22:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:37:57.431-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bunnies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>Snow Rabbit, Spring Rabbit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/67220000/67229592.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/67220000/67229592.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Snow Rabbit, Spring Rabbit. A Book of Changing Seasons. Il Sung Na. 2011. Random House. 24 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When snow falls to the ground and all the trees are bare, everyone knows it's winter...including the rabbit.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Some fly away from the cold.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Some have a long cozy sleep where they live.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Some swim to warmer waters.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readers learn about winter in Il Sung Na's newest picture book, Snow Rabbit, Spring Rabbit. Young readers can follow this bunny through the changing of several seasons--though this journey isn't always completely realistic. (A rabbit catching a ride on a sea turtle?!) Our rabbit friend can be spotted on each spread of the picture book. Readers learn about how different animals prefer for winter and the changes that season brings. For example, they learn that some animals hibernate, some migrate, some gather extra food, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe this is Il Sung Na's third picture book. Other titles include &lt;i&gt;A Book of Sleep&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Thingamabob&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't love this one. I didn't dislike it either. I can say that it avoids the mistake of being too cute or too precious. I think the illustrations--if you care for them--might be impressive enough to be memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-7778724257666434852?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/7778724257666434852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=7778724257666434852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7778724257666434852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7778724257666434852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/02/snow-rabbit-spring-rabbit.html' title='Snow Rabbit, Spring Rabbit'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-5837360955983787642</id><published>2011-01-29T17:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:38:36.843-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>I'm Not</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/66170000/66176963.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/66170000/66176963.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm Not. Pam Smallcomb. Illustrated by Robert Weinstock. 2011. Random House. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes I wonder if my friend Evelyn is from Mars. She's not one single bit ordinary. And she's a little mysterious. I'm not.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed this picture book about friendship. Our shy narrator feels less than--in many ways. Her friend Evelyn has personality, has style; there's just something about her that demands notice and attention. Smallcomb illustrates this well in her text, "If Evelyn was a car, she would get a speeding ticket" and "If Evelyn was a book, you'd read her all night under the covers to see what happened next." But just because our narrator is different from her very best friend, doesn't mean she's not special. For our narrator--as Evelyn points out--is very, very good at being just what Evelyn needs, a really good best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good story, a sweet story, a playful, spirited story.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 2 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-5837360955983787642?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/5837360955983787642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=5837360955983787642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/5837360955983787642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/5837360955983787642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-not.html' title='I&apos;m Not'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-4990481902940716859</id><published>2011-01-28T20:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:39:33.390-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books for older readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biography'/><title type='text'>For the Love Of Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/79800000/79806527.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/79800000/79806527.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For the Love of Music: The Remarkable Story of Maria Anna Mozart. Elizabeth Rusch. Illustrated by Steve Johnson and Lou Fancher. 2011. February 2011. Random House. 32 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When Maria Anna Mozart was a child, her life thrummed with music. Court musicians trumpeted French horns, choruses tra-la-la'ed, and countless fingers skittered up and down scales.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Oh father," Maria pleaded, "please teach me to play!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And so he did.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not quite sure what I liked more--the text or the illustrations. Truth is, both are wonderful! I have been a big, big fan of Steve Johnson and Lou Fancher for years! But there was something just right about the narrative of this one. I found it quite poetical, quite creative, very rich in description.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a picture book biography of Maria Anna Mozart, the older sister of Wolfgang Mozart. (Did you know that she was just as musical as her brother? Just as talented and charismatic? I've read novels--one adult, one young adult--on the subject. But I was pleased to see this as a subject of a picture book.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biography is presented in a unique way--her life is arranged into sonata movements. And the book definitely illustrates and defines many musical terms. For example, The First Movement: Where musical themes are introduced; Allegro: The fast tempo of the first movement; Development: Where the themes of the first movement are explored; Recapitulation: Where the themes of the first movement are reviewed; Coda: An Ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would definitely recommend this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations: 4 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Total:&amp;nbsp; 7 out of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-4990481902940716859?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/4990481902940716859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=4990481902940716859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4990481902940716859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4990481902940716859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-love-of-music.html' title='For the Love Of Music'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-6852052074847289692</id><published>2011-01-28T20:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T20:34:24.299-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>A Dazzling Display of Dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/79800000/79806545.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/79800000/79806545.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A Dazzling Display of Dogs. Betsy Franco. Illustrated by Michael Wertz. 2011. Random House. 40 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Pal, Jazzy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No matter if I'm feeling blue,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Jazzy thinks I'm great.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She wiggles, jiggles, jumps on me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I'm through the gate!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Dazzling Display of Dogs is a collection of themed (dog) concrete poems. Concrete poems are visually exciting to read and share with others. And the illustrations by Michael Wertz match the text quite well. If you're a dog lover, then this collection of poems is for you! A wide variety of dogs are represented within its pages! The style is light and fun. One of my favorites is "Letting Gwen In and Out." Then again, "Misleading Sign" was clever in its simplicity. And then there's "Old Jimbo Claims the Chair." And there's even a great poem for two voices: "Tigger On His Back." Yes, this is an enjoyable collection that I'm happy to recommend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-6852052074847289692?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/6852052074847289692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=6852052074847289692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/6852052074847289692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/6852052074847289692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/01/dazzling-display-of-dogs.html' title='A Dazzling Display of Dogs'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-607048632617939145</id><published>2011-01-27T19:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T19:53:36.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week: Rock A Bye Your Bear</title><content type='html'>This song makes me ridiculously happy. I just LOVE it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yteAOsWFSXI" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-607048632617939145?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/607048632617939145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=607048632617939145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/607048632617939145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/607048632617939145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/01/song-of-week-rock-bye-your-bear.html' title='Song of the Week: Rock A Bye Your Bear'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/yteAOsWFSXI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-7507050282060119059</id><published>2011-01-22T23:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T23:24:13.246-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roaring Brook Press'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>A Sick Day for Amos McGee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/TTu40MZx58I/AAAAAAAAJJc/85wT-CvahGI/s1600/95221854.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/TTu40MZx58I/AAAAAAAAJJc/85wT-CvahGI/s320/95221854.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A Sick Day for Amos McGee. Philip C. Stead. Illustrated by Erin E. Stead. 2010. Roaring Brook Press. 32 pages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amos McGee was an early riser. Every morning when the alarm clock clanged, he swung his legs out of bed and swapped his pajamas for a fresh-pressed uniform. He would wind his watch and set a pot of water to boil--saying to the sugar bowl, "A spoonful for my oatmeal, please, and two for my teacup."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Belly full and ready for the workday, he'd amble out the door.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amos McGee stars in this understated charmer. He may be slightly predictable, but it's all good. For there's just something likable about him. He works at the zoo and all the animals love him. We meet many of his animal friends in the first half of the picture book. We see Amos McGee's daily routine. But then, readers see Amos on a day when he's not feeling his best. A day when he's not up to ambling out the door to the zoo. How will his absence be felt by those in his life? What will the animals do without him? Amos is so very good at taking care of them, can they return the favor? Can the animals take care of him for a change?! Readers may just be surprised at this playful twist! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my impressions of A Sick Day for Amos McGee, well, I liked it. I really liked it. I can't say it's love. Not like I loved Interrupting Chicken. But I did enjoy it. I liked the character of Amos McGee. I liked meeting all the animals. I thought it was fun. I thought it was cute. True, I thought it a little strange. Especially seeing all those animals on the bus! But I liked it all the same. I happened to like the text more than the art. But only slightly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-7507050282060119059?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/7507050282060119059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=7507050282060119059&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7507050282060119059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7507050282060119059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/01/sick-day-for-amos-mcgee.html' title='A Sick Day for Amos McGee'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/TTu40MZx58I/AAAAAAAAJJc/85wT-CvahGI/s72-c/95221854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-1672107954481975388</id><published>2011-01-22T23:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T23:08:48.106-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2004'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Houghton Mifflin Harcourt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Peedie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/19090000/19099110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/19090000/19099110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Peedie. Olivier Dunrea. 2004/2008. Houghton Mifflin Harcourt. 16 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is Peedie.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peedie is a gosling.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A small, yellow gosling who sometimes forgets things.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peedie may forget plenty of things--to eat all his food, to take a nap, to come in out of the rain. But he NEVER forgets to wear his lucky red baseball cap. Or almost never. Readers learn what happens when Peedie puts his special hat in a secret place. (I think secret places are like safe places. And you probably know how tricky those can be!) Can Peedie remember his secret place? Or is his lucky red cap gone for good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this one! I think this series is very fun, very playful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-1672107954481975388?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/1672107954481975388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=1672107954481975388&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/1672107954481975388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/1672107954481975388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/01/peedie.html' title='Peedie'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-7827171615326686868</id><published>2011-01-22T23:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T23:02:04.538-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Houghton Mifflin Harcourt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2003'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Ollie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/13820000/13822182.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/13820000/13822182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ollie. Olivier Dunrea. 2003/2007. Houghton Mifflin Harcourt. 16 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is Ollie.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ollie is waiting.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He won't come out.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gossie and Gertie have been waiting for weeks for Ollie to come out.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossie and Gertie are impatient. They are tired of waiting for Ollie to hatch out of his shell. Ollie keeps protesting that he won't come out, he won't come out, he won't come out. And these two friends keep pleading with Ollie again and again. Will this egg ever hatch? He may when he's ready--in his own time. Perhaps after the two tell him NOT to come out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Ollie isn't my favorite board book by Olivier Dunrea, it is still a fun read! There are other Ollie adventures, I believe, that I haven't had the opportunity to read: Ollie the Stomper, Ollie's Halloween, Merry Christmas, Ollie, Ollie's Easter Eggs, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-7827171615326686868?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/7827171615326686868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=7827171615326686868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7827171615326686868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7827171615326686868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/01/ollie.html' title='Ollie'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-8499555152408203979</id><published>2011-01-22T22:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T22:54:05.089-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2002'/><title type='text'>Gossie and Gertie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/14530000/14532234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/14530000/14532234.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gossie and Gertie. Olivier Dunrea. 2002/2007. Houghton Mifflin Harcourt. 16 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is Gossie.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is Gertie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gossie wears bright red boots.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gertie wears bright blue boots.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;They are friends. Best friends.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed Gossie &amp;amp; Gertie even more than Gossie. In this adventure, the goslings friendship is explored and defined. Readers may notice--or at least adult readers will notice--just how bossy Gossie is! How spirited. But Gertie is not one that is easily led. No, sometimes Gertie likes to have a say! And that's okay with Gossie. Especially if where he is leading her is to dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The text is very fun, very playful. Proof that simple can be a very good thing! And the illustrations match that spirit well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-8499555152408203979?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/8499555152408203979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=8499555152408203979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8499555152408203979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/8499555152408203979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/01/gossie-and-gertie.html' title='Gossie and Gertie'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-2117684285480488308</id><published>2011-01-22T22:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T22:47:36.114-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Houghton Mifflin Harcourt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='board books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review copy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2002'/><title type='text'>Gossie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/13940000/13949081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/13940000/13949081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gossie. Olivier Dunrea. 2002/2007. Houghton Mifflin Harcourt. 16 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is Gossie, Gossie is a gosling.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A small, yellow gosling who likes to wear bright red boots.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed this board book very much! I found the text to be playful and fun. I liked the repetition and predictability. I liked the character of Gossie very much. I liked her personality. In just a few words, I got a clear sense of what this gosling was &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; about! I could tell that she was a character, if you know what I mean! Of course, the artwork has something to do with that too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-2117684285480488308?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/2117684285480488308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=2117684285480488308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/2117684285480488308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/2117684285480488308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/01/gossie.html' title='Gossie'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-7041360376420269347</id><published>2011-01-21T22:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T22:36:41.174-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week: No More Monkeys</title><content type='html'>This song has *really* grown on me! I just love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DbzS3uRdbwg" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-7041360376420269347?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/7041360376420269347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=7041360376420269347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7041360376420269347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/7041360376420269347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/01/song-of-week-no-more-monkeys.html' title='Song of the Week: No More Monkeys'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/DbzS3uRdbwg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881439480128795953.post-4525021959467317193</id><published>2011-01-15T15:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T15:24:36.476-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fairy tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chickens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candlewick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Interrupting Chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/TTIOq24DvBI/AAAAAAAAJJU/xccASfQfwPU/s1600/95094992.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/TTIOq24DvBI/AAAAAAAAJJU/xccASfQfwPU/s320/95094992.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interrupting Chicken. David Ezra Stein. 2010. [August 2010] Candlewick Press. 40 pages.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It was bedtime for the little red chicken.&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, my little chicken," said Papa. "Are you all ready to go to sleep?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Papa! But you forgot something."&lt;br /&gt;"What's that?" asked Papa.&lt;br /&gt;"A bedtime story!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this one. I just LOVED this one. It's funny. It's sweet. It's &lt;i&gt;just right&lt;/i&gt; in all the right ways. Papa is happy to read a story--or two or three--to his little chicken. But. He does wish she wouldn't interrupt him while he reads. What kind of interruptions are we talking about? Well, Little Chicken just *has* to warn Hansel and Gretel that the old woman with a candy house is a witch. And then there's the warning to Little Red Riding Hood about talking to strangers. And, of course, the warning to Chicken Little telling him NOT to panic--it was just an acorn. With each abbreviated fairy story, Little Chicken is failing to get even a little sleepy. Will Papa ever get his little one to bed? Then they get an idea! What if Little Chicken were to tell a story to Papa?! Would that make her sleepy?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/67350000/67356819.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="130" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/67350000/67356819.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said, I LOVED this one. I liked the fairy tale theme. I liked the storytelling theme. It was a clever book that is beautifully illustrated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2011 Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Young Readers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5881439480128795953-4525021959467317193?l=zero-to-eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/feeds/4525021959467317193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5881439480128795953&amp;postID=4525021959467317193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4525021959467317193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5881439480128795953/posts/default/4525021959467317193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-to-eight.blogspot.com/2011/01/interrupting-chicken.html' title='Interrupting Chicken'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/TTIOq24DvBI/AAAAAAAAJJU/xccASfQfwPU/s72-c/95094992.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
