Book People

The Franks' fam is full of book people.  This affliction causes problems for us.

How do you not collect certain books, especially when you have a child that craves books by a particular author?  Where do you set limits?  We use the library (frequently), but with voracious readers, you need to own the good ones.

We have a large collections of Calvin and Hobbes, but thankfully, Darby no longer feels compelled to read them to us ALL the time.  We have an even larger collection of Amelia books, a personal narrative/journal/graphic novel hybrid.  We have a large collection of Robert Sabuda pop-up books.  We have more Klutz books than you can imagine.  And then, Darby has about 200 novels in her bedroom alone.

One of the best developments as of late has been Roxy's attachment to books.  She is not rabid about it (like her older lookalike), but she has inherited everything Darby has outgrown - a complete collection of Arthur, a complete collection of Tacky the Penguin, almost everything by Mo Willems, and about 15 Junie B. Jones books.  Plus everything else that no longer fits in Darby's library.

So now, Roxy has discovered Shel Silverstein poetry.  She loves him.  The vocabulary is a little lofty in places, but the spirit of his poetry books suits her so well.  As she was reading to me from Where the Sidewalk Ends,  she discovered a poem she loves so much she wanted to share it with her second grade teacher.  No, it is not a poem about a kitty or a puppy, but a poem called Hug O' War.

If you need a smile or a sweet thought today, read Shel's Hug O' War.  It is highly recommended by the Rock Star.