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Despite the advice of others in her family, Ella Sarah persists in wearing the striking and unusual outfit of her own choosing.
Where Lily Isn't is Julie Paschkis and Margaret Chodos-Irvine's beautiful bereavement picture book celebrating the love of a lost pet. Lily ran and jumped and barked and whimpered and growled and wiggled and wagged and licked and snuggled. But not now. It is hard to lose a pet. There is sadness, but also hope—for a beloved pet lives on in your heart, your memory, and your imagination.
Clare and Mary do everything together. After all, they're best best friends. But on Mary's birthday, she gets a party, a shiny crown, and lots of attention--and Clare gets jealous. The best best friends get into a big, big fight. Only after Clare comes up with a way to make peace do the girls realize that between true friends, love triumphs over jealousy every time (even when it comes to crowns and cupcakes).
A sunny celebration about the growth of a sunflower
Buzzzz! There goes the alarm clock! How many buzzes do you hear this morning?
A lyrical celebration of a parent's love for a child, illustrated by a Caldecott Honor winner.
Has your smoke detector ever tattled on you when you burned the toast? Does your sticky back door get the best of you? Do you have a secret hideaway where you keep your private treasures? Told from a child's perspective, the poems in this affectionate collection celebrate everything that makes each house a unique and special place. From waking up in a cozy bedroom on a chilly morning to exploring a garage full of fascinating junk, this intimate house tour proves there's no place like home.
An exploration of the four seasons, told through each season's distinct sounds.
A Chinese American child fears that the food her parents are preparing to sell on the Fourth of July will not be eaten.
When it’s time to sleep, it’s nice to know there’s a place that’s safe. In a cozy house, in a comfy bed, under a blanket that’s white and red under stars so bright they light up the night in your own little piece of the universe.