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Don’t Step on the Crack! — Colin McNaughton

We’ve all heard, “Don’t step on the crack or you’ll break your mother’s back,” right? How much truth is there to that saying, or to any superstitious aphorism? This children’s picture book by author and illustrator Colin McNaughton points out just how silly some superstitions can be. Somewhere in this world, there is a crack in the sidewalk, a certain, special crack, and if you step on it, terrible things will happen. You could slip on a banana peel. Or you could turn into a pig. (No, really, you could! It’s entirely possible!) Or maybe a big pack of bullies … Continue reading →

Friday the 13th and Travel

I happen to be related to a grown man who wouldn’t travel on Friday the 13th to save his life. No trains, no planes… okay, I guess he has been known to drive in an automobile on what is known around the world as an evil day. But even so I know he limits his driving to only absolutely essential destinations. What about you? Are you afraid to leave your home on Friday the 13th? Would you fly on a Friday the 13th or stay on the 13th floor of a hotel on Friday the 13th? Many people wouldn’t. So … Continue reading →

Tommy’s New Sister – Gerda Marie Scheidl

Is there a new little one on the way to your house? Do you know someone who has just had a baby? If that baby has older siblings, this might be a great gift to help deal with sibling rivalry. Tommy has a wonderful mother and father, and a great dog named Muffin. But one day, a new baby came to live with them. Her name was Wendy, and she stayed for a really long time! That was confusing. He didn’t understand why she was bald, either. And he really didn’t want to help take care of her. Tommy had … Continue reading →

The Dog Who Had Kittens – Polly M. Robertus

Baxter is a basset hound – you know, the kind with the long ears that droop and drag all over the ground. Bassets love to relax in the sun, and that’s just what he was doing one bright spring morning when the boy began shouting for everyone to come and look and Eloise. Well, naturally, Baxter wanted to see what all the fuss was about, so he made his way to the shed too, where Eloise the cat was hunkered down in her box. Baxter could see tiny little bodies in next to Eloise just as she hissed and scratched … Continue reading →