On the way out of the library yesterday, my daughter grabbed this book off of a display shelf. A little too young for a two-and-a-half-year old, but Hey, I thought. It’s history. And I can read it to my four (so close to five) year old. I convinced Mr. B to forsake his Ninjago comic [...]
Over a year ago, I wrote a post called “A Brief and (Probably) Cynical Analysis of Children’s Books” in which I discussed some of my issues with the books I either read Mr. B or decided not to. I was a little appalled by the mother in The Runaway Bunny because she seemed to stifle [...]
After my post a couple of months ago about classic children’s books that make me cringe, I’ve been taking a closer look at children’s books I really like, ones that make me laugh and smile as I read. I’m an English teacher by trade and an avid fiction reader by choice, so I am pretty [...]
I’m picky about children’s literature. I read through the selection at the library to make sure I agree with the message before we borrow it. Occasionally, of course, I find a dud, like the one about a little boy getting a big bed in his new house. It seemed like it would be great until [...]