Traditional rhymes about book ownership, from I Saw Esau, illustrated by Maurice Sendak.
I’ve neglected childrens literature in my what I’m reading posts. Leslie bought this book for some small friends of ours recently, and I recommend it to anyone who’s a fan of this art form. Trixie Twinkle Toes hates her name, and longs to run through puddles. She’s stuck indoors through every rainy day in deference to her glamorous owner’s impressive shoe collection. Trixie yearns to be a real dog. Follow the story of how Trixie earns her doggie cred through Lauren Child’s enchanting Who Wants to be a Poodle I Don’t (published by the always impressive Candlewick Press). Gorgeous, densely collaged illustrations by the author are a treat in themselves – a wonderful story just makes it that much better.
This lovely, lovely book:
I’ve always loved children’s books, but recently I’ve been feeling nostalgic for a few special books that I remember from when I was a kid. They all have a distinctive type of illustration, and I think the yearning was brought on by pillow covers I bought from IKEA (see below). I’m really wishing that I still had a copy of The Plant Sitter by Gene Zion, illustrated by Margaret Bloy Graham. Because it’s charming and beautiful, and also because it’s now about $75.00 for a good copy. Ouch.