Freckleface Strawberry and the Dodgeball Bully
The last time I played dodgeball I got hit square in the face and I was sitting on the sidelines. Keep reading...
The last time I played dodgeball I got hit square in the face and I was sitting on the sidelines. Keep reading...
I get an obscene amount of spam offering me everything from a good time to magical pills that would enhance body parts I don’t even have. Recently I found buried among the junk an email from Owlkids Books that knocked my sock off. It was...
Over the summer I picked up Richard Scarry’s Look and Learn Library, a four-volume collection of his work. I’ll need a whole year to showcase everything. A whole year dedicated to Richard Scarry sounds like a perfect way to honor an illustrator that entertained and...
As seniors in high school we got to go camping for a couple of days as a class field trip. It was an attempt to recreate the trips taken by the Group of Seven, a group of Canadian landscape painters who spent days in the...
Redonkulous is one of my favorite words, it’s silly but it will always get a smile out of me. If you have seen Shrek (or have seen it a dozen times like me) than you’ll understand why redonkulous warms my heart and tickles my funny...
“Little Island Comics is the first kids comic book store in North America – maybe even the world!” I am not sure if I should be terrified or super excited that it’s here. Endless joy just steps away from my backyard! Will this only feed...
Last week my father went to visit (check up) on my sister in San Francisco and since Bella (the family dog) gets along with very few people, I was asked to babysit. I think babysit would be the most appropriate word considering that Bella is...
Happy Halloween! This treat is for the adults. Keep reading...
One of the biggest mysteries in children’s book publishing is ‘Who is Harris Burdick?’ His name is well known among authors and illustrators but his existence is a mystery. Harris Burdick simply vanished one day leaving behind no record except fourteen drawings to prove his...
I didn’t grow up with barbies but I did have a teddy bear, Christopher. Christopher wasn’t much of a talker but he was a great listener. Never one to judge, he would just sit there staring at me with his big brown eyes, listening and...