Books we read, March 18th

March 18, 2007 by Barbara.

We read many books today:

• Ten Little Monkeys Jumping on the Bed by Ann Love, I think Reid and I both would have been happy if she’d stuck to only five monkeys but maybe the publisher wanted people to think that they were getting their money’s worth;
• The True Story of Humpty Dumpty by Sarah Hayes, an always-welcome book;
• Once Upon a Time by John Prater, with it’s many allusions to notice and discuss;
• Chirp, November 2000, The Cats Issue, shared by Cousin Danielle;
• Ella Sarah Gets Dressed by Margaret Chodos-Irvine, a book that Reid had been asking about for a few days but for which I kept forgetting to look. Ella Sarah leads her life her way and that is something Reid admires;
• Two Eggs, Please by Sarah Weeks, Reid loves eggs and this book talks about them and people being the different and yet the same and so how could we not read it twice? We couldn’t;
• Clarabella’s Teeth by An Vrombaut, we need to do better with teethbrushing and I thought a little reading would help;
• Corduroy by Don Freeman, the illustrations in the first book in the series show it’s age - it was written in 1968 - but only that we see a well dressed young lady with white gloves. The story is timeless;
• Click, Clack, Quackity-Quack by Doreen Cronin, feeding Reid’s need for alphabet books;
• Dad Mine by Dawn Apperley, at the supper table (I can’t remember why we were reading at supper) and Reid was comparing the picture of the daddy in the book to her daddy. Reid’s daddy is way cuter;
• No Haircut Today! by Elivia Savadier, not Ken’s favourite of this batch of library books but Reid is fond of it;
• Little Fish, Lost by Nancy Van Laan, with bright illustrations by Jane Conteh-Morgan;
• This Is the Hat: A story in rhyme by Nancy Van Laan;
• Green Eggs and Ham by Dr Seuss, which causes Reid to prompt many times - “try it” as the not-Sam character refuses the eggs over and over; and
• Little Bear Paints the Farm (no author), twice, because Reid likes to see the farm animals being painted and maybe because she was delaying lights-out.

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