<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599</id><updated>2012-02-01T09:00:10.423-05:00</updated><category term='pirates'/><category term='animals'/><category term='under the sea'/><category term='award winner'/><category term='bugs'/><category term='presidents'/><category term='new baby'/><category term='dr. seuss'/><category term='bedtime'/><category term='birds'/><category term='things that go'/><category term='mythical creatures'/><category term='wombats'/><category term='go green'/><category term='emotions'/><category term='foreign culture'/><category term='clothes'/><category term='family'/><category term='sports'/><category term='wordless'/><category term='alphabet'/><category term='weather'/><category term='dinosaurs'/><category term='interactive'/><category term='tough stuff'/><category term='true stories'/><category term='rhyming'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='counting'/><category term='humour'/><category term='music'/><category term='african american'/><category term='cats'/><category term='outer space'/><category term='school'/><category term='celebrity author'/><category term='video entry'/><category term='mice'/><category term='local interest'/><category term='potty'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='libraries or books'/><category term='jobs'/><category term='being different'/><category term='food'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='thought provoking'/><category term='monsters'/><category term='seasons'/><category term='history'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='colors'/><category term='bears'/><category term='on the farm'/><category term='royalty'/><category term='biography'/><category term='mo willems'/><category term='classic'/><title type='text'>Kid's Book Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>544</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-5074237396157529098</id><published>2012-02-01T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T09:00:10.462-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought provoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libraries or books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Pick a Pup</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LrTGeWuNI8E/TwibAIhBM0I/AAAAAAAAB-k/rK8WGqWb0i0/s1600/pickapup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LrTGeWuNI8E/TwibAIhBM0I/AAAAAAAAB-k/rK8WGqWb0i0/s200/pickapup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694972155398271810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pick a Pup&lt;/span&gt; by Marsha Wilson Chall, with illustrations by Jed Henry, is a wonderful story about a boy's first dog. Sam is so excited. His grandma is taking him to the animal shelter to pick out a dog! Sam is very smart. He looks at many books about dogs, to try to figure out what dog would be best for him. But he can't decide! He takes a long walk through his community, meeting all his friends and neighbors' dogs. What would be best for him? A sit-in-your-lap, likes-to-take-a-nap, hardly-makes-a-peep, mostly-sound-asleep dog? Or a runs-right-up, always-wakes-you-up, dances-for-a-bone, hates-to-play-alone dog? A dog with a pedigree? Or one that's a "potluck" mix? When the time comes to take a shelter puppy home, Sam is anxious. He still hasn't decided! But then, a puppy chooses him, in a lovely, serendipitous moment! This book teaches a fabulous lesson about pet ownership: be prepared! Do your research, and if possible, adopt the breed of your choice from a shelter. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781416979616"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-5074237396157529098?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5074237396157529098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2012/02/pick-pup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/5074237396157529098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/5074237396157529098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2012/02/pick-pup.html' title='Pick a Pup'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LrTGeWuNI8E/TwibAIhBM0I/AAAAAAAAB-k/rK8WGqWb0i0/s72-c/pickapup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-40891587557381899</id><published>2012-01-31T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T18:00:03.191-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alphabet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Alligator Bear Crab</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Janis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IAa-5lzHvaE/TyhAK5izIDI/AAAAAAAAB_g/5LkmGTjkpK0/s1600/alligatorbearcrab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 167px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IAa-5lzHvaE/TyhAK5izIDI/AAAAAAAAB_g/5LkmGTjkpK0/s200/alligatorbearcrab.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703879484054380594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alligator Bear Crab: A Baby's ABC&lt;/span&gt; by Lesley Wynne Pechter. This alphabet book for babies and toddlers introduces the shapes and sounds of the alphabet with colorful, original paintings of critters and animals. The bright colors and Japanese woodcut illustrations make for a unique board book. It's just right for babies, who enjoy looking at pictures and hearing a familiar voice, and the large illustrations of each animal representing each letter of the alphabet will have toddlers pointing at the bright pictures and learning some unique animal names. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781554693603"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-40891587557381899?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/40891587557381899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/alligator-bear-crab.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/40891587557381899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/40891587557381899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/alligator-bear-crab.html' title='Alligator Bear Crab'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IAa-5lzHvaE/TyhAK5izIDI/AAAAAAAAB_g/5LkmGTjkpK0/s72-c/alligatorbearcrab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-3090736882012876952</id><published>2012-01-31T16:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T16:00:01.975-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tough stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>The Blue House Dog</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Allana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_AqVoVLqFw/Tyg_A56iOCI/AAAAAAAAB_U/YWYQGHSwGog/s1600/bluehousedog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_AqVoVLqFw/Tyg_A56iOCI/AAAAAAAAB_U/YWYQGHSwGog/s200/bluehousedog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703878212843616290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Blue House Dog &lt;/span&gt;by Deborah Blumenthal is the touching story of Cody and Blue. Blue starts off being known as “Bones,” just a neighborhood stray dog who isn’t special at all. Cody knows otherwise. He knows the aching that is inside of the stray dog’s heart because he lost someone he loved. Cody lost someone too, and this emotional bond opens up a chance for a new start for each of them. This book is beautifully written, with colorful detailed illustrations by Adam Gustavson, and it will tug at the heart strings from start to finish. If a child has had experiences already with dogs in their life, they will grasp some of the emotion of the story. If they are younger, and have not yet experienced the joy of having a pet dog, this is a great introduction. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781561455379"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-3090736882012876952?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3090736882012876952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/blue-house-dog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3090736882012876952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3090736882012876952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/blue-house-dog.html' title='The Blue House Dog'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_AqVoVLqFw/Tyg_A56iOCI/AAAAAAAAB_U/YWYQGHSwGog/s72-c/bluehousedog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-2394287761713384537</id><published>2012-01-31T14:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T14:00:02.456-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>Neville</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Brenda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UWZmOkViuaU/TygqLWd62sI/AAAAAAAAB_I/01DxX690QkE/s1600/neville.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UWZmOkViuaU/TygqLWd62sI/AAAAAAAAB_I/01DxX690QkE/s200/neville.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703855302562732738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Neville&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;written by Norton Juster and illustrated by G. Brian Karas, is a book about a young boy who moves to a new town. Everyone tells him that he’ll love it! So far, he doesn’t love it very much. He doesn’t know anyone, and he doesn’t have any friends here. His mother tells him to go for a little walk. Maybe he’ll meet someone. Maybe he’ll make a new friend. The young boy doesn’t think so, but he decides to go anyway. As he walks toward the end of the block, he doesn’t see anyone and he starts thinking. Suddenly he stops at the corner, throws back his head and calls out “Neville!” Nothing happens. He tries again only shouting this time “Neville!!” Still nothing. All of a sudden, a boy about his age comes up to him, and tells him that he should shout a little louder. Both boys start shouting “NEVILLE!!” over and over. Pretty soon a whole neighborhood of kids is shouting for Neville. They start asking questions too. Who is Neville? What’s he like? Is he nice? Is he funny? After shouting for Neville all afternoon, and no Neville appearing, the kids decide to head home, and come back tomorrow to try again. The young boy walks home, quickly eats dinner, washes up, jumps into bed, and goes right to sleep. Today ended up being “Not so bad” and tomorrow may be even better! Tomorrow the neighborhood kids may find out who Neville is. You will too, but not until the very, very end of the book. This book is great for listeners and readers ages 4-8. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780375867651"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-2394287761713384537?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2394287761713384537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/neville.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/2394287761713384537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/2394287761713384537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/neville.html' title='Neville'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UWZmOkViuaU/TygqLWd62sI/AAAAAAAAB_I/01DxX690QkE/s72-c/neville.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-557576534961448979</id><published>2012-01-19T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T09:00:01.488-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bears'/><title type='text'>Bug and Bear</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Carol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O6aJLH5p9KM/TxYRb8CLeBI/AAAAAAAAB-8/CLLlEv1E_Pc/s1600/bugandbear.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O6aJLH5p9KM/TxYRb8CLeBI/AAAAAAAAB-8/CLLlEv1E_Pc/s200/bugandbear.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698761550153349138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bug and Bear&lt;/span&gt; by Ann Bonwill is a story about a bug and a bear who are friends. Bear is very tired, and all she really wants to do is get to her cave and take a nap, but Bug wants to play with Bear, and he follows her, buzzing around her, asking and asking Bear to play. Bear tries to get rid of Bug, but Bug just doesn't get it. He thinks Bear is just playing games with him. Bear gets an idea from Chameleon, and she tries to hide from Bug by blending in with a tree, but it doesn't work. Bug thinks Bear is playing hide and seek. Bear gets an idea from turtle, and tries to crawl inside a log, but Bug just thinks Bear wants to play follow the leader. Finally Bear has had enough, and she tells Bug to go jump in a lake, then she goes in her cave and tries to nap. Now Bear can't sleep. She feels so bad about the way she treated Bug. She decides to go try to find him. She looks everywhere, but can't find him. Then the other animals remind Bear that she told Bug to go to the lake, so Bear runs to the lake and finds Bug drifting on a lily pad. Bear rescues Bug, and then wants to play, but Bug is just too tired, so they both take a nap together. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bug and Bear&lt;/span&gt; is a story of true friendship. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780761459026"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-557576534961448979?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/557576534961448979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/bug-and-bear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/557576534961448979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/557576534961448979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/bug-and-bear.html' title='Bug and Bear'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O6aJLH5p9KM/TxYRb8CLeBI/AAAAAAAAB-8/CLLlEv1E_Pc/s72-c/bugandbear.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-276475562004233619</id><published>2012-01-18T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T09:00:15.603-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='go green'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>A Place to Call Home</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Jill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i4A3o1TtT38/TxYOlSKTUvI/AAAAAAAAB-w/zBIlWGSrTq4/s1600/aplacetocallhome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 164px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i4A3o1TtT38/TxYOlSKTUvI/AAAAAAAAB-w/zBIlWGSrTq4/s200/aplacetocallhome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698758412176937714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Place to Call Home &lt;/span&gt;by Alexis Deacon. A family of hamster-like creatures, all brothers, have lived all their lives in a small, dark, warm, safe hole. But now they’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; grown too big for their little nest, and must set off into the big, wide, scary world beyond in search of a new home. The brightness of the outside world is too scary, so the little animals hide their heads inside found objects - a boot, some gloves, and even a teacup. From that point onwards the story is told comic-book fashion, with illustrations and word balloons showing the brothers’ comical confusion as they make their way across the junkyard that surrounds their old home. Only one brother can see out of his silly headgear, and so they mistakenly identify almost everything they encounter. A puddle becomes the sea, a frying pan is a boat to paddle across it, a desk is a mountain, and a sand pile is an endless dessert. When they cross the top of an old washing machine and find its far side, they believe they’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; found the “edge of the world.” Frightened and unsure, the little animals are discussing their next move when a huge beast appears and carries off one of the brothers! What can they do? The beast is too big and they are too small! But wait - they’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; crossed the sea, climbed a mountain, survived a desert, and walked to the very edge of the world, and they’re not about to let a beast steal their brother! With their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;newfound&lt;/span&gt; courage, the remaining brothers charge the beast (a dog) to make a dramatic and hilarious rescue. While making their getaway, the little family finds a knothole in the fence that leads to the even bigger, brighter, grander world beyond. No longer afraid, the small creatures head out into the sunlight to make their way in the world at last. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780763653606"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-276475562004233619?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/276475562004233619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/place-to-call-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/276475562004233619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/276475562004233619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/place-to-call-home.html' title='A Place to Call Home'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i4A3o1TtT38/TxYOlSKTUvI/AAAAAAAAB-w/zBIlWGSrTq4/s72-c/aplacetocallhome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-4514906143567653656</id><published>2012-01-13T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T09:00:02.170-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime'/><title type='text'>The Stuffed Animals Get Ready for Bed</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tammy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5svRfwkb3Lk/Twhg4wBW3nI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/-o4IKMRdgPY/s1600/stuffedanimalsgetreadyforbed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5svRfwkb3Lk/Twhg4wBW3nI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/-o4IKMRdgPY/s200/stuffedanimalsgetreadyforbed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694908256889527922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Stuffed Animals Get Ready for Bed&lt;/span&gt; by Alison Inches. A little girl takes her bath and prepares for bed, but her stuffed animals have other plans in mind. The stuffed animals are not tired at all, acting wild, tumbling, and twirling down the hall. She coaches them one by one to get ready for bed, getting Panda from the tub, Monkey to stop banging a pot on his head, and Pig to put away the electric guitar. With a lot of patience and love, she manages to get the stuffed animals settled down and ready for bed. The colorful pictures, rhyming text, and background activities make this a great book for engaging readers. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=0152164669"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-4514906143567653656?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4514906143567653656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/stuffed-animals-get-ready-for-bed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/4514906143567653656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/4514906143567653656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/stuffed-animals-get-ready-for-bed.html' title='The Stuffed Animals Get Ready for Bed'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5svRfwkb3Lk/Twhg4wBW3nI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/-o4IKMRdgPY/s72-c/stuffedanimalsgetreadyforbed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-7810311762002827112</id><published>2012-01-11T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T09:00:19.711-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='counting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>One Little Blueberry</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tammy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SOSqCg_mOI0/TwhdAgJc9uI/AAAAAAAAB-M/wEuXz6zGZp4/s1600/onelittleblueberry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 165px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SOSqCg_mOI0/TwhdAgJc9uI/AAAAAAAAB-M/wEuXz6zGZp4/s200/onelittleblueberry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694903992020956898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Little Blueberry&lt;/span&gt; by Tammi Salzano. One little blueberry falls onto the ground causing a lot of trouble! As it rolls down the hill it passes two ants, three ladybugs, four caterpillars, and more hungry bugs, all the way to ten hopping grasshoppers. They all want the juicy blueberry for themselves, chasing it down the hill. Who will get the tasty snack? Learning to count from one to ten is a treat with this lively read-aloud that uses large, brightly colored insects for each number. In the background on each page you can see the previous bugs heading down the hill in order. Preschoolers will delight in following the blueberry, and will be surprised at who gets to eat the juicy treat. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781589258594"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-7810311762002827112?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7810311762002827112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-little-blueberry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/7810311762002827112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/7810311762002827112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-little-blueberry.html' title='One Little Blueberry'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SOSqCg_mOI0/TwhdAgJc9uI/AAAAAAAAB-M/wEuXz6zGZp4/s72-c/onelittleblueberry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-4590765049065765724</id><published>2012-01-09T09:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T09:00:03.655-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Don't Worry, Douglas!</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Amanda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d8jfokKJl8U/Twdng9xh5ZI/AAAAAAAAB-A/w0uCk7AksPk/s1600/dontworrydouglas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d8jfokKJl8U/Twdng9xh5ZI/AAAAAAAAB-A/w0uCk7AksPk/s200/dontworrydouglas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694634069869061522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don’t Worry, Douglas! &lt;/span&gt;by David Melling. The adorable Douglas is back in a new adventure with a hat! &lt;a href="http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/hugless-douglas.html"&gt;When we first met Douglas the bear&lt;/a&gt;, he was looking for a hug. In this installment, Douglas has been given a new woolly red hat by his dad! Douglas is so excited, he runs out to play right away. He jumps, tumbles, and even does cartwheels in his new wooly red hat! Then, all of a sudden, he realizes his new wooly red hat has unraveled into a long string of spaghetti! The sheep suggest he ball it up and put it on his head, but it just isn’t the same, so he asks the cow. The cow thinks it would make a pretty wig! The bird thinks it would go great in her nest, and the rabbit wants to use it to plug up her  burrow, but Douglas does not want to use his hat those ways. He decides to just tell his dad what happened, so he goes back home with this new wooly red hat in a pile of wet spaghetti. After Douglas tells his dad everything, his dad says, “Don’t worry Douglas” and gives him his hat for Douglas to grow into! Like the first &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Douglas &lt;/span&gt;book, this is a great tale with a silly bear and loving parents. I remember a similar incident in my life (I am sure we all can), where I was sure I had ruined something, and was going to be in trouble forever! Mine was a umbrella not a hat. But just like Douglas’s dad, my parents weren’t mad like I thought they would be. In the end, their love for me was greater than the cost of the umbrella! What a great lesson to teach little ones! Read this story, as well as Douglas’s search for a hug, today! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781589251069"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-4590765049065765724?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4590765049065765724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/dont-worry-douglas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/4590765049065765724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/4590765049065765724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/dont-worry-douglas.html' title='Don&apos;t Worry, Douglas!'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d8jfokKJl8U/Twdng9xh5ZI/AAAAAAAAB-A/w0uCk7AksPk/s72-c/dontworrydouglas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-8885857805564210444</id><published>2012-01-03T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T09:00:09.936-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being different'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought provoking'/><title type='text'>Odd Bird Out</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hGdOUMeWzTo/TuekvfQiRBI/AAAAAAAAB8s/o9fVWqvslDM/s1600/oddbirdout.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hGdOUMeWzTo/TuekvfQiRBI/AAAAAAAAB8s/o9fVWqvslDM/s200/oddbirdout.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685694190330201106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you have a little one who marches to their own drummer, they might really enjoy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Odd Bird Out&lt;/span&gt; by Helga Bansch, a fabulous story about celebrating your unique-ness, and loving yourself for who you are! It's about Robert the raven, who does not adhere to "normal" raven behavior. He loves to wear colors instead of all black! He loves to tell jokes! And most of all, he loves to sing! One day though the other ravens have had enough, and tell Robert they don't want him around any more. Robert is sad, but he finds a tree of birds who accept his outgoing personality, and encourage him to sing loud and long! He creates a new life for himself as the sensational Bobby Raver! The other ravens come to realize that their lives are pretty boring without Bobby around, and come to embrace his music and fashion sense! Robert/Bobby's triumphant story of self confidence is an inspiration to everyone to be yourself, no matter how "odd!" &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781877467080"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-8885857805564210444?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8885857805564210444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/odd-bird-out.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8885857805564210444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8885857805564210444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/odd-bird-out.html' title='Odd Bird Out'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hGdOUMeWzTo/TuekvfQiRBI/AAAAAAAAB8s/o9fVWqvslDM/s72-c/oddbirdout.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-2414788769136289312</id><published>2011-12-22T09:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T09:00:07.743-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Jingle Bells: How the Holiday Classic Came to Be</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Sue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NgEsIoyUwjc/TvIkSD3qk3I/AAAAAAAAB90/Iow-4TBqGo8/s1600/jinglebells.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NgEsIoyUwjc/TvIkSD3qk3I/AAAAAAAAB90/Iow-4TBqGo8/s200/jinglebells.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688649172017386354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jingle Bells: How the Holiday Classic Came to Be &lt;/span&gt;by John Harris and illustrated by Adam Gustavson. In 1857, John Lord Pierpont was inspired to write a new Christmas song during an unusually hot Savannah, Georgia day for the Thanksgiving concert at his church. He was telling is daughter Lillie about the cold and snowy winters in Boston when he was younger, and realized she had never seen or felt snow. "What’s snow like exactly?" asked Lillie. He started describing the crisp, cold air, and a sleigh with sleigh bells. Later, while at the keyboard of the church's pipe organ, he tapped the keys three times plink-plink-plink, then did it again. Jingling bells, that’s what they sound like. He sang along, and before you know it he wrote a song originally called "One Horse Open Sleigh" for the children of the congregation to sing. As they finished the song, complete with strands of bells, and feathers thrown like snow, the audience burst into applause. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781561455904"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-2414788769136289312?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2414788769136289312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/jingle-bells-how-holiday-classic-came.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/2414788769136289312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/2414788769136289312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/jingle-bells-how-holiday-classic-came.html' title='Jingle Bells: How the Holiday Classic Came to Be'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NgEsIoyUwjc/TvIkSD3qk3I/AAAAAAAAB90/Iow-4TBqGo8/s72-c/jinglebells.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-6090413808985820826</id><published>2011-12-21T14:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T14:00:02.526-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the farm'/><title type='text'>Storm Is Coming</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Brenda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XE5RY1AQ6LE/TvILOlC1mJI/AAAAAAAAB9s/fhbsB60USbc/s1600/stormiscoming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 149px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XE5RY1AQ6LE/TvILOlC1mJI/AAAAAAAAB9s/fhbsB60USbc/s200/stormiscoming.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688621624412444818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Storm Is Coming&lt;/span&gt; by Heather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tekavec&lt;/span&gt;, and illustrated by Margaret Spengler, is a fun, colorful lap book, with plenty of humor, drama, and even a bit of suspense. When the farmer and his dog start rounding up the farm animals because a storm is coming, they all run wildly, warning one another to hurry, and get to the barn! Once huddled in the barn, they wonder who this “Storm” could be. He must be mean. He must be scary. He must be very big! All of a sudden, the sky gets dark, the wind starts blowing, heavy rains come, lightning flashes, and thunder booms! The animals cheer their good luck. Hurray! Storm can’t possibly get them when the sky is hiding them in the dark, the rain is washing away all of their tracks, and the flashing lights and booming thunder will surely scare him away. All day long, they waited for Storm to come, then all of a sudden everything stops. The sky is silent, then there is a thump, thump, thump, and a click, click, clang, and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;creeeeeak&lt;/span&gt; of the door. Someone is coming, and the animals are really scared. To their great relief, it is only the farmer coming to let them out. They all run happily into the sunshine, grateful that Storm had not found them. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780142400708"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-6090413808985820826?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6090413808985820826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/storm-is-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/6090413808985820826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/6090413808985820826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/storm-is-coming.html' title='Storm Is Coming'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XE5RY1AQ6LE/TvILOlC1mJI/AAAAAAAAB9s/fhbsB60USbc/s72-c/stormiscoming.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-2689383665020545216</id><published>2011-12-20T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T09:00:19.305-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinosaurs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libraries or books'/><title type='text'>Dinosaur vs. the Library</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Catherine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MFgm5_vi460/TukQJUvx9-I/AAAAAAAAB9c/ZS1rhRSj75A/s1600/dinosaurvsthelibrary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MFgm5_vi460/TukQJUvx9-I/AAAAAAAAB9c/ZS1rhRSj75A/s200/dinosaurvsthelibrary.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686093756905945058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When &lt;a href="http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/dinosaur-vs-bedtime.html"&gt;last we met our friend the Dinosaur&lt;/a&gt;, he was out defeating bowls of spaghetti, giant slides, and talking grown-ups. And, while bedtime did indeed defeat the Dinosaur in the end, we all knew he would be back to “Roar!” another day. In Bob Shea’s &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dinosaur Vs. The Library&lt;/span&gt;, our friend the Dinosaur meets many new friends, and teaches them how to “Roar!” Soon cows, baby chicks, and even shy turtles and sad owls are roaring away with the awesome Dinosaur! But what will happen when the Dinosaur goes to the library? Will he be able to use his inside roar?  When it’s story time, will he be able to keep his roars to himself altogether? Bob Shea’s illustrations are funny and adorable. Anyone who has a little dinosaur at home will recognize just how hard it can be to use inside roars sometimes. However, as the Dinosaur learns, when you stay quiet to hear a book at story time at the library, everybody wins. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781423133384"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-2689383665020545216?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2689383665020545216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/dinosaur-vs-library.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/2689383665020545216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/2689383665020545216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/dinosaur-vs-library.html' title='Dinosaur vs. the Library'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MFgm5_vi460/TukQJUvx9-I/AAAAAAAAB9c/ZS1rhRSj75A/s72-c/dinosaurvsthelibrary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-8952713232313299468</id><published>2011-12-19T09:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T09:00:06.694-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tough stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='go green'/><title type='text'>Grandpa Green</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Carol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2kXlcEvS_BE/TukN-486qaI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/0k4JXnzQllA/s1600/grandpagreen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2kXlcEvS_BE/TukN-486qaI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/0k4JXnzQllA/s200/grandpagreen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686091378622900642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grandpa Green&lt;/span&gt; by Lane Smith is a heartwarming story about a boy and his memories of his grandpa. His memories are all very vivid, and seen in a garden of topiary trees. His grandpa was, of course, born a long time ago, before there were any cell phones, or computers, or even television. His grandpa was an average boy who lived on a farm, and who had chicken pox which he didn't get from chickens. His grandpa wished to study horticulture, but he went to war instead. He was a soldier, a husband, a grandfather, and a great artist. His grandpa doesn't remember everything anymore like he used to, but what he doesn't remember, the garden remembers for him. A great story about love, aging, and family. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781596436077"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-8952713232313299468?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8952713232313299468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/grandpa-green.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8952713232313299468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8952713232313299468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/grandpa-green.html' title='Grandpa Green'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2kXlcEvS_BE/TukN-486qaI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/0k4JXnzQllA/s72-c/grandpagreen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-8542872892818583804</id><published>2011-12-16T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T09:00:04.501-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>That Pup!</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Janis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_nnQRuoPQg/TukK6vg-mqI/AAAAAAAAB9E/kN0NrX7Rivs/s1600/thatpup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_nnQRuoPQg/TukK6vg-mqI/AAAAAAAAB9E/kN0NrX7Rivs/s200/thatpup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686088008835439266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That Pup!&lt;/span&gt; by Lindsay Barrett George is a great story about an adorable golden retriever having a good time digging in the yard. She smells an acorn and decides to dig for more acorns in various places around the yard. This lovable pup finds 10 acorns in all. The puppy happens to see a squirrel that is very sad. The squirrel wants to know why the pup has dug up all of the acorns that she buried for the winter. The pup immediately decides they can play a new game called "Put Back the Acorns." The next page shows the puppy and the squirrel returning the acorns to their original spots. This is a perfect book for toddlers! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780062004130"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-8542872892818583804?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8542872892818583804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/that-pup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8542872892818583804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8542872892818583804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/that-pup.html' title='That Pup!'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_nnQRuoPQg/TukK6vg-mqI/AAAAAAAAB9E/kN0NrX7Rivs/s72-c/thatpup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-3348360784777398319</id><published>2011-12-15T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T09:00:02.695-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that go'/><title type='text'>Gulliver Snip</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Jill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DFxf6GGNOcI/TukJidMlmAI/AAAAAAAAB84/LrmDhVEQcJA/s1600/gulliversnip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DFxf6GGNOcI/TukJidMlmAI/AAAAAAAAB84/LrmDhVEQcJA/s200/gulliversnip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686086492089587714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gulliver Snip&lt;/span&gt; by Julia Kay. It’s bath time for young Gulliver Snip, but, in this little boy’s vivid imagination, the ordinary tub becomes a mighty clipper ship, with Gulliver for a captain! In rollicking nautical rhyme, Captain Snip’s adventures grow wilder with every passing page: A storm rages, the mast crashes, the ship is swamped and sunk! Brave Captain Snip leaps overboard in a suitcase, washes up on a tropical island, and climbs tall trees to escape a marauding tiger… but the young sailor’s fantasy comes crashing down when Mom discovers a soggy reality: someone has overflowed the bathtub, flooded the hall, and broken a lamp. The mess is mopped up, and Gulliver is dried, dressed in pajamas, and sent to bed, where he dreams of tomorrow’s journey. Throughout the book, wildly colorful full-page paintings show Gulliver’s imagined adventure, contrasted on the facing page with a much smaller image of the little boy’s real-world mischief. Read this book aloud to feel the rhythm and rhyme, and let your little sailors chime in on the refrain: “the clipper ship, that his mother called the bathtub!” &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=gulliver+snip"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-3348360784777398319?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3348360784777398319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/gulliver-snip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3348360784777398319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3348360784777398319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/gulliver-snip.html' title='Gulliver Snip'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DFxf6GGNOcI/TukJidMlmAI/AAAAAAAAB84/LrmDhVEQcJA/s72-c/gulliversnip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1216658733348625771</id><published>2011-12-13T14:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T14:10:01.492-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>The Twelve Days of Christmas and One Christmas Night</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Allana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kpm6f4VErEM/Tueg80lKoxI/AAAAAAAAB8U/dCNMimQWJfY/s1600/12daysofxmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kpm6f4VErEM/Tueg80lKoxI/AAAAAAAAB8U/dCNMimQWJfY/s200/12daysofxmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685690021345665810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Twelve Days of Christmas&lt;/span&gt; by Laurel Long is the traditional Christmas song with nothing added or adapted, however it is set in the most beautiful full page illustrations. From cover to cover it looks like one spectacular holiday or post card after another, with blended tones of gold, silver, red, blue, and green. It is a delightful book for the season. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780803733572"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g2Fzbp4Rb7k/Tueh8n7PH3I/AAAAAAAAB8g/ViMhKozxvSk/s1600/onexmasnight.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g2Fzbp4Rb7k/Tueh8n7PH3I/AAAAAAAAB8g/ViMhKozxvSk/s200/onexmasnight.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685691117460201330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Christmas Night &lt;/span&gt;by M. Christina Butler and Tina Mcnaughton is a very simple and heartwarming tale of how a hedgehog begins to appreciate the importance of having friends around his house at Christmas time, and how special they are. His tree has no sparkle, and his house does not look very “Christmasy,” but with the help of his rabbit and mice friends, and even the fox, it all comes together for a glittery, sparkly, happy ending. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781561487271"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-1216658733348625771?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1216658733348625771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/twelve-days-of-christmas-and-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1216658733348625771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1216658733348625771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/twelve-days-of-christmas-and-one.html' title='The Twelve Days of Christmas and One Christmas Night'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kpm6f4VErEM/Tueg80lKoxI/AAAAAAAAB8U/dCNMimQWJfY/s72-c/12daysofxmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-297244917183334100</id><published>2011-12-07T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T09:00:02.839-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interactive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>What Animals Really Like</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7tg9HIvtTfQ/Ts-uYc4rH2I/AAAAAAAAB7o/TtLqx40iBuI/s1600/whatanimalsreallylike.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 162px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7tg9HIvtTfQ/Ts-uYc4rH2I/AAAAAAAAB7o/TtLqx40iBuI/s200/whatanimalsreallylike.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678949390231478114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What Animals Really Like &lt;/span&gt;is a book by Fiona Robinson, and a song by Mr. Herbert Timberteeth *wink wink* the beaver. This ambitious beaver has composed an operetta about what animals like most, starring all his friends. Lions like to prowl, wolves like to howl, pigeons like to coo, cows like to dig. Wait, what? Cows don't like to dig! But apparently they do! The animals begin informing their frustrated conductor of the things they actually like to do, which aren't in line with what the beaver, and the rest of us, might assume. For instance, the warthogs like to blow enormous bubbles! (They're going for a world record!) And the shrimp like to ski! (Really! They just got back from Switzerland and had amazing weather.) Mr. Timberteeth finds out you can't judge a book by its cover as he learns his song is all wrong and his friends have diverse hobbies and interests he'd never dreamed of! (Except the mice. They really do like cheese!) The book features fun fold out illustrations, and will hopefully inspire you and your little one to laugh and sing along to one of the silliest musical productions ever staged in children's literature! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780810989764"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-297244917183334100?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/297244917183334100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-animals-really-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/297244917183334100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/297244917183334100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-animals-really-like.html' title='What Animals Really Like'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7tg9HIvtTfQ/Ts-uYc4rH2I/AAAAAAAAB7o/TtLqx40iBuI/s72-c/whatanimalsreallylike.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-6552215303309098262</id><published>2011-12-05T09:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T09:00:03.935-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Elliot's Christmas Surprise</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Jill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FHKK-4yoYZs/TsKzQ0qAz1I/AAAAAAAAB68/k_IUU1B0HhI/s1600/elliotschristmassurprise.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 169px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FHKK-4yoYZs/TsKzQ0qAz1I/AAAAAAAAB68/k_IUU1B0HhI/s200/elliotschristmassurprise.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675295582034382674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Elliot’s Christmas Surprise&lt;/span&gt; by Andrea Beck. Elliot (a stuffed moose) wakes up on Christmas Eve morning to discover a  giant red box waiting at the foot of his bed. What could it be?! Elliot, who has been extra-good this year, guesses that it must be a Special Delivery from Santa - an early present just for him! Elliot is so excited! But wait… none of the other stuffed animals in the nursery have Special Deliveries. What if Elliot’s friends feel left out and sad? Elliot gets out his craft supplies and makes an extra gift for each of his friends, so that everyone will have a Special Delivery to open. But when the little moose finally opens his own Special Delivery, he finds the box is empty! Poor Elliot! Now he’s the only one without an extra gift. At first Elliot is terribly disappointed, but then something magical happens: each of Elliot’s delighted friends comes running to say “thank you” for their thoughtful gifts, and with each friend’s arrival Elliot feels better and better. Together the animals discover that the empty big red box is a present after all - Lionel gave it to Elliot to use for crafts. Now completely recovered from his disappointment, Elliot shows everyone how to make the box into a pretend sleigh, and they all spend the day happily playing Santa and Reindeer. This delightful holiday story is just right for preschoolers - Elliot’s feelings of excitement, concern for his friends, and disappointment are very realistic for a young child, and the gentle message about the joy of giving and the importance of gratitude makes a great antidote to the holiday “gimmes.” You can read more about Elliot in the other “Elliot Moose Stories.” &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=elliot+moose+and+beck"&gt;See these books listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-6552215303309098262?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6552215303309098262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/elliots-christmas-surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/6552215303309098262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/6552215303309098262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/elliots-christmas-surprise.html' title='Elliot&apos;s Christmas Surprise'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FHKK-4yoYZs/TsKzQ0qAz1I/AAAAAAAAB68/k_IUU1B0HhI/s72-c/elliotschristmassurprise.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-864994823391336996</id><published>2011-12-01T14:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T14:02:00.785-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tough stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Can We Save the Tiger?</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tess!&lt;br /&gt;Some kids don't like to get books for a holiday gift. Like, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sv4Hpz-GI3g"&gt;this kid&lt;/a&gt;, for instance. But if the elementary school aged child in your life loves books, and loves animals, might I suggest checking out&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3KUIJeRJAQk/TtfIUMzl5TI/AAAAAAAAB70/uHmjLcJKf34/s1600/canwesavethetiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3KUIJeRJAQk/TtfIUMzl5TI/AAAAAAAAB70/uHmjLcJKf34/s200/canwesavethetiger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681229704311727410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can We Save the Tiger &lt;/span&gt;by Martin Jenkins, with illustrations by Vicky White. This is a beautiful book about endangered animals, featuring words that are accessible and kid-friendly, with sketches that are life-like, and gorgeous. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can We Save the Tiger&lt;/span&gt; is informative for folks of all ages, explaining simply how some species become threatened, and what we can do to help. It is somewhat ludicrous to me that the tiger could become extinct, but it is sadly a very real possibility. There may be a generation in the not-so-distant future that will never see one alive. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6-tzxiOA_58/TtfMmpQVW7I/AAAAAAAAB8A/eqrWduu612g/s1600/tigergift.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 101px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6-tzxiOA_58/TtfMmpQVW7I/AAAAAAAAB8A/eqrWduu612g/s200/tigergift.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681234419232627634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or a polar bear. Or even vultures and iguanas. You can &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780763649098"&gt;see this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;, or you could consider giving it at a gift during this year's festive season. You might pair it with a &lt;a href="http://www.worldwildlife.org/gift-center/gifts/Species-Adoptions.aspx"&gt;symbolic species adoption through the World Wildlife Fund&lt;/a&gt;. When you make a donation, you can receive a plush toy of your chosen animal, as well as a certificate. What a terrific way to make the little one (or grown ups) in your life more aware of conservation efforts! And for more ideas of fun ways to give good books for the holidays, check out &lt;a href="http://www.motherreader.com/2011/11/ways-to-give-book-2011-edition.html"&gt;my friend Pam Coughlan's blog&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-864994823391336996?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/864994823391336996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/can-we-save-tiger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/864994823391336996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/864994823391336996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/can-we-save-tiger.html' title='Can We Save the Tiger?'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3KUIJeRJAQk/TtfIUMzl5TI/AAAAAAAAB70/uHmjLcJKf34/s72-c/canwesavethetiger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1824052366137474078</id><published>2011-12-01T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T09:00:11.054-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasons'/><title type='text'>Snowmen At Night</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Carol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-51B1W5v8aTE/TYO1EaSISaI/AAAAAAAABgE/gsNtGQfTdxk/s1600/snowmenatnight.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-51B1W5v8aTE/TYO1EaSISaI/AAAAAAAABgE/gsNtGQfTdxk/s200/snowmenatnight.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585507050249013666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snowmen At Night&lt;/span&gt; by Caralyn Buehner is a cute story that tries to solve the mystery of what snowmen do at night. Have you ever wondered, when your snowman looks a little droopy, what snowmen do at night? This book has lots of interesting suggestions. Maybe snowmen wait until dark, then they slide onto the street, and into the park. Maybe they stand around with other snowmen drinking ice-cold cocoa. Maybe they have snowman races, and go ice skating. Maybe they play baseball, and have a snowball fight. Maybe they go sledding with all their snowman friends. After all that excitement they get sleepy, and return home. So if your snowman has lost his height, and his grin is crooked, read this book to find out what snowmen do at night! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=0803725507"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-1824052366137474078?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1824052366137474078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/snowmen-at-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1824052366137474078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1824052366137474078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/snowmen-at-night.html' title='Snowmen At Night'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-51B1W5v8aTE/TYO1EaSISaI/AAAAAAAABgE/gsNtGQfTdxk/s72-c/snowmenatnight.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1502087382171896302</id><published>2011-11-30T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T09:00:06.580-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasons'/><title type='text'>Sneeze, Big Bear, Sneeze!</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Amanda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYvxbcVpXRw/Ts1YgS9bimI/AAAAAAAAB7c/op06r9pskoU/s1600/sneezebigbearsneeze.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYvxbcVpXRw/Ts1YgS9bimI/AAAAAAAAB7c/op06r9pskoU/s200/sneezebigbearsneeze.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678292017052617314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sneeze, Big Bear, Sneeze!&lt;/span&gt; by Maureen Wright is a silly tale about the Autumn Breeze, a Big Bear, and the start of Autumn. It begins with Big Bear walking through the woods on a nice autumn day when, right as the wind blows, he lets out a big sneeze, and the leaves blow off the tree. Bear is so upset that his sneeze blew all the leaves from the tree that he tries to nail them back onto the branches. The wind tries to tell Big Bear that the leaves fell from the tree when the wind blew, but Big Bear believes that the leaves fell down when he sneezed ACHOO! The wind grows stronger as Big Bear walks on, till he comes to a tree where apples grow, and just as he approaches, he sneezes ACHOO! The tree branches shake in the wind’s strong gusts, and all the apples fall to the ground. Once again Bear thinks that his sneeze made them all fall down. Big Bear goes on sneezing through the forest, and misunderstanding the changes that autumn brings.  Finally the Autumn Breeze explains that he causes the leaves and apples to fall from the tree, and even causes Big Bear's sneeze. The illustrations and rhyme makes it a great story to read aloud to kids of all ages. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780761459590"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-1502087382171896302?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1502087382171896302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/sneeze-big-bear-sneeze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1502087382171896302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1502087382171896302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/sneeze-big-bear-sneeze.html' title='Sneeze, Big Bear, Sneeze!'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYvxbcVpXRw/Ts1YgS9bimI/AAAAAAAAB7c/op06r9pskoU/s72-c/sneezebigbearsneeze.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-7050635622148019410</id><published>2011-11-25T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T09:28:19.593-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interactive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Who Has These Feet?</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tammy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qs4ZRXEsFcE/TsaHiPa8x3I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/2zCL7Pbe0oY/s1600/whohasthesefeet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qs4ZRXEsFcE/TsaHiPa8x3I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/2zCL7Pbe0oY/s200/whohasthesefeet.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676373402671957874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who Has These Feet?&lt;/span&gt; by Laura Hulbert. This delightful picture book will have children taking a look at their own feet. The question “Who has these feet?” is asked over and over, while displaying a colorful picture of a set of feet. The following page shows what animal the feet belong to, and how they are adapted to their habitats. Each colorful two page spread shows the animal in action using their feet in amazing ways. The conclusion of the book brings all 9 animals together with the animal’s heads on one side with their feet on the opposite side asking “Who has these feet?” When the flaps are open, a full display of all the animals appear answering the question with “We have these feet!” &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780805089073"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-7050635622148019410?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7050635622148019410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/who-has-these-feet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/7050635622148019410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/7050635622148019410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/who-has-these-feet.html' title='Who Has These Feet?'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qs4ZRXEsFcE/TsaHiPa8x3I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/2zCL7Pbe0oY/s72-c/whohasthesefeet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1640065821945786605</id><published>2011-11-23T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T09:00:04.694-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foreign culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libraries or books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true stories'/><title type='text'>Waiting for the Biblioburro</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Catherine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LIl3J05POyM/Tr6YJ49YHyI/AAAAAAAAB6w/gfjQ6Ca9qUY/s1600/waitingforthebiblioburro.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 171px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LIl3J05POyM/Tr6YJ49YHyI/AAAAAAAAB6w/gfjQ6Ca9qUY/s200/waitingforthebiblioburro.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674139876209467170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reading is something that many children do every day with their families, but for children who live in places without a library nearby having new books can be a very special treat. In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Waiting for the Biblioburro&lt;/span&gt; by Monica Brown, with illustrations by John Parra, we learn the true story of Luis Soriano Bohorquez, a traveling librarian who brought books to children in small villages all across the country of Columbia. In the story we meet Ana, a young girl who loves to read but has not had any new books since her teacher had to move away. One day the Biblioburro comes to town! Ana is happy to learn that libraries don’t have to be in buildings, and can even travel by burro, or donkey. Ana borrows many books, and waits impatiently for the Biblioburro to return. While she waits, she writes her own book about the Biblioburro, which the traveling librarian adds to his collection so that other children can read her story. Anyone with a love of books and libraries will be enchanted by this book. If your child wants to know more about the Biblioburro, the author includes information about the real librarian that inspired the story. With gorgeous illustrations, and beautiful storytelling, this is a book that children and adults will enjoy together. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781582463537"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-1640065821945786605?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1640065821945786605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/waiting-for-biblioburro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1640065821945786605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1640065821945786605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/waiting-for-biblioburro.html' title='Waiting for the Biblioburro'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LIl3J05POyM/Tr6YJ49YHyI/AAAAAAAAB6w/gfjQ6Ca9qUY/s72-c/waitingforthebiblioburro.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1865531146279804727</id><published>2011-11-21T09:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T09:00:06.236-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought provoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Max's Castle</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Sue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4nRODpCCpeQ/Tr6Wfr2YggI/AAAAAAAAB6k/DaOm210K8Q8/s1600/maxscastle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4nRODpCCpeQ/Tr6Wfr2YggI/AAAAAAAAB6k/DaOm210K8Q8/s200/maxscastle.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674138051624337922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Max’s Castle&lt;/span&gt; by Kate Banks, illustrated by Boris Kulikov. When Max finds a box of forgotten blocks and toys under his bed, his brothers ask what’s so special about that. Max tells them “I’m going to make a castle.” He begins with the walls, and pretty soon the castle has many walls. His brothers Karl and Benjamin soon decide that they would like a room too. Then, as they build, they rediscover old favorite toys inside each room, and adventures begin to happen. With the help of the letter blocks, they turn each addition of the castle, and its contents, into what they want; words like BATTLE into BABBLE, and SWORD into WORDS. This is a sequel to the books &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Max’s Words&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Max’s Dragon&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;where unscrambling word adventures, and colorful full page drawings, add to the fantastical story, and the joy of discovering again your favorite things. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780374399191"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-1865531146279804727?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1865531146279804727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/maxs-castle.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1865531146279804727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1865531146279804727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/maxs-castle.html' title='Max&apos;s Castle'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4nRODpCCpeQ/Tr6Wfr2YggI/AAAAAAAAB6k/DaOm210K8Q8/s72-c/maxscastle.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1561069885415661789</id><published>2011-11-17T13:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T13:29:43.507-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video entry'/><title type='text'>Pete the Cat: Rocking In My School Shoes</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Amanda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="215"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tumgZRe9BTM?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1561069885415661789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1561069885415661789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/pete-cat-rocking-in-my-school-shoes.html' title='Pete the Cat: Rocking In My School Shoes'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-7649562784038400704</id><published>2011-11-17T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T09:00:01.759-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought provoking'/><title type='text'>Woof Meow Tweet Tweet</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Allana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fxW49vqvDLI/Tr6Ug3qL8zI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/jnkUh2SAIUk/s1600/woofmeowtweetweet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fxW49vqvDLI/Tr6Ug3qL8zI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/jnkUh2SAIUk/s200/woofmeowtweetweet.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674135872951022386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute, cute, and cute! These are the three words I would use to describe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woof Meow Tweet Tweet&lt;/span&gt; by Cecile Boyer! I love the concept of the characters being the sound each one makes. The illustrations, also by the author, are bold and simple, and each “character” moves through the storyline showing what they like to do, how mischievous they can be, and what fun they have. This is so original and funny. It will definitely amuse your young listeners, and suit young children who are learning to read. This is a uniquely charming picture book that shows what happens when words make the pictures! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781934734605"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-7649562784038400704?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7649562784038400704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/woof-meow-tweet-tweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/7649562784038400704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/7649562784038400704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/woof-meow-tweet-tweet.html' title='Woof Meow Tweet Tweet'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fxW49vqvDLI/Tr6Ug3qL8zI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/jnkUh2SAIUk/s72-c/woofmeowtweetweet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-8702464455593713024</id><published>2011-11-16T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T09:00:01.975-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that go'/><title type='text'>Grandpa's Tractor</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Brenda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GpflAwkKcoM/Tr6RLPmEg7I/AAAAAAAAB6M/xaV9E24-Ma4/s1600/grandpastractor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GpflAwkKcoM/Tr6RLPmEg7I/AAAAAAAAB6M/xaV9E24-Ma4/s200/grandpastractor.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674132202884203442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take a trip down memory lane as Grandpa Joe relives his childhood on the farm in this very charming, beautifully illustrated book, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grandpa's Tractor &lt;/span&gt;by Michael Garland. Grandpa Joe and Timmy take a road trip to visit the place where Grandpa Joe grew up. What was once a beautiful place, filled with open fields and cow pastures, is now a winding neighborhood, filled with rows and rows of houses. Soon, they come upon a small patch of land with a boarded up house and a barn with a collapsed roof. As they explore the yard around the broken down farmhouse and the dilapidated barn, they discover a rusted old tractor. Timmy listens as Grandpa Joe’s voice carries him back in time, to a time when that rusted, old tractor was a shiny new red tractor, when Grandpa’s own father let him sit on his lap and steer that very tractor around the farm as they planted crops, harvested crops, and rode to the orchard to pick apples, or to the woods for their Christmas tree. Timmy can picture the farm the way it used to be, the way Grandpa Joe remembers it. This is a lovely book. It helps us remember just how special grandpas are... and little red tractors too. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781590787625"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-8702464455593713024?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8702464455593713024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/grandpas-tractor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8702464455593713024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8702464455593713024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/grandpas-tractor.html' title='Grandpa&apos;s Tractor'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GpflAwkKcoM/Tr6RLPmEg7I/AAAAAAAAB6M/xaV9E24-Ma4/s72-c/grandpastractor.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-3090099495142389227</id><published>2011-11-15T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T09:00:06.571-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interactive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought provoking'/><title type='text'>The Book with a Hole</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Janis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNkVb_5hV2Q/Tr6O0F9iQbI/AAAAAAAAB6A/w5yMbvaqSro/s1600/bookwithahole.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 172px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNkVb_5hV2Q/Tr6O0F9iQbI/AAAAAAAAB6A/w5yMbvaqSro/s200/bookwithahole.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674129606138020274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Book with a Hole&lt;/span&gt; by Hervé Tullet is very interactive, and will definitely use a child’s imagination to answer the questions on each page. There is a hole in the middle of the book, literally. The author wants the child to fill in the hole with an eyeball, a building, food, etc. The author has inventive ideas on every page. This will surely be a favorite with children that love to use their imagination. The author wants the readers to become active participants in the book. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Book with a Hole &lt;/span&gt;is a great book for imaginative play! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781854379467"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-3090099495142389227?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3090099495142389227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/book-with-hole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3090099495142389227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3090099495142389227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/book-with-hole.html' title='The Book with a Hole'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNkVb_5hV2Q/Tr6O0F9iQbI/AAAAAAAAB6A/w5yMbvaqSro/s72-c/bookwithahole.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1635014417847951237</id><published>2011-11-14T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T09:00:04.302-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>Levi Strauss Gets a Bright Idea</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Allana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6iaQWC-811c/Tr6MpTEuVnI/AAAAAAAAB50/0EzN6whUu4M/s1600/levistraussgetsabrightidea.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6iaQWC-811c/Tr6MpTEuVnI/AAAAAAAAB50/0EzN6whUu4M/s200/levistraussgetsabrightidea.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674127221656016498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In 1853, the California gold rush was in full swing, and everyday items were in short supply. Levi Strauss, a 24-year-old German immigrant, left New York for San Francisco with a small supply of dry goods and the intention of opening a branch of his brother's New York dry goods business. Shortly after his arrival, a prospector wanted to know what Mr. Strauss was selling. When Strauss told him he had rough canvas to use for tents and wagon covers, the prospector said, "You should have brought pants!" saying he couldn’t find a pair of pants strong enough to last. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Levi Strauss Gets a Bright Idea&lt;/span&gt; by Tony Johnston, illustrated by Stacy Innerst, is a “fairly–fabricated story” about the invention of denim jeans, or blue jeans, as they are usually called. A witty and captivating story from the start, this is a very tongue in cheek book. “GOLD!” somebody yells, which sets the time period and place for this fascinating children’s book. As the prospectors struggle to keep their pants together, they are reduced to wearing barrels as clothing. The illustrator provides excellent drawings to convey the dilemma, frustration, and discomfort of the men. The story is woven in a way that is entertaining to young children, but has elements of real history too. I would recommend this book to lower elementary grade readers. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780152061456"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-1635014417847951237?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1635014417847951237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/levi-strauss-gets-bright-idea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1635014417847951237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1635014417847951237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/levi-strauss-gets-bright-idea.html' title='Levi Strauss Gets a Bright Idea'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6iaQWC-811c/Tr6MpTEuVnI/AAAAAAAAB50/0EzN6whUu4M/s72-c/levistraussgetsabrightidea.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-5511865240429980693</id><published>2011-11-07T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T09:00:05.577-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='go green'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>The Busy Beaver</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Carol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Rdc9Lc9hlo/TrLQk9H039I/AAAAAAAAB5o/2CeIcfjayW8/s1600/busybeaver.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 167px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Rdc9Lc9hlo/TrLQk9H039I/AAAAAAAAB5o/2CeIcfjayW8/s200/busybeaver.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670824214114131922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Busy Beaver&lt;/span&gt; by Nicholas Oldland is a story about a beaver who is just so busy, he never has time to stop and think about anything. He starts to become very careless. He leaves a mess everywhere he goes, with half-chewed trees all over the place. He becomes so careless he chews a tree and it lands right on top of a bear. He doesn't pay attention, and starts chewing on moose's leg thinking it is a tree. He even chews a tree down and destroys a bird's home, leaving the bird and his family homeless. Finally, one day, the beaver is so busy, he chews down a tree, and it falls right on him. He ends up in the hospital, with lots of broken bones, cuts, and bruises. Now he has no choice but to slow down and relax. He then realizes all the messes he has made. When he gets well, he returns to the forest, apologizes to all his friends, and does a lot of cleaning and fixing up all his messes. In the end, he realizes the importance of taking his time and thinking things through, and taking care of people and the world around him. This is a good lesson for children and adults as well. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781554537495"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-5511865240429980693?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5511865240429980693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/busy-beaver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/5511865240429980693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/5511865240429980693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/busy-beaver.html' title='The Busy Beaver'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Rdc9Lc9hlo/TrLQk9H039I/AAAAAAAAB5o/2CeIcfjayW8/s72-c/busybeaver.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-644453196688882296</id><published>2011-11-04T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T09:00:04.098-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Polka-dot Fixes Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Catherine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0iQA6CcihvI/TrLN27REQkI/AAAAAAAAB5c/TCT8Xo3-n9s/s1600/polkadotfixeskindergarten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 175px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0iQA6CcihvI/TrLN27REQkI/AAAAAAAAB5c/TCT8Xo3-n9s/s200/polkadotfixeskindergarten.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670821224318779970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For many kids, the first day of school can be a harrowing experience.   Everything is new and strange, and you don’t know who your friends will be. In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Polka-dot Fixes Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;, written by Catherine Urdahl and illustrated by Mai S. Kemble, we meet Polka-dot. Polka-dot is beginning kindergarten, and that means that she will have to be a big girl, and take care of things by herself. Up until this point, her grandpa has always fixed everything with his handy fix-it kit. When Polka-dot ripped her skirt, Grandpa was there with duct tape. When she scraped her knee, he was ready with dotted bandages. So when Polka-dot starts kindergarten, and meets a little girl who isn’t always nice, Polka-dot doesn’t know if she is ready to fix things on her own. For anyone who can remember how daunting that first day of school was, this will be a great book to share. Polka-dot makes mistakes at school, like everyone else, but when she’s called upon to help out, she is ready and willing to step up. The illustrations are bright and lively, with a realistic touch that will bring you back to your first day of kindergarten. If you’re looking for a book to help your little one feel more confident beginning school, this would be a great pick! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781570917370"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-644453196688882296?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/644453196688882296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/polka-dot-fixes-kindergarten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/644453196688882296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/644453196688882296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/polka-dot-fixes-kindergarten.html' title='Polka-dot Fixes Kindergarten'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0iQA6CcihvI/TrLN27REQkI/AAAAAAAAB5c/TCT8Xo3-n9s/s72-c/polkadotfixeskindergarten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-3058603815840611344</id><published>2011-11-02T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T09:00:08.315-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being different'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>Cloudette</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Melissa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhacfnmCkpQ/TnuZbZ8lQzI/AAAAAAAAB1M/TWdqttcd4bk/s1600/cloudette.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 156px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhacfnmCkpQ/TnuZbZ8lQzI/AAAAAAAAB1M/TWdqttcd4bk/s200/cloudette.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655282453194294066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cloudette is a cloud, a very small cloud (also known as pipsqueak, shortcake and small-fry). She lives in a neighborhood full of big clouds who go off and do big cloud things like make rainbows and thunderstorms with lightning. Cloudette longs to be like the others. One day a huge storm happens. It was far larger than any she could remember (it was probably a hurricane). It was so strong it blew her right out of her own neighborhood! She didn’t know anyone in this new place, but they seemed friendly enough after awhile. When she meets a frog, she finds him in a shallow pond, all shriveled up into barely a puddle. Feeling sad for the frog, she huffed and puffed a little and, for the first time, let it pour. The puddle became a larger puddle, then a pond, then an even bigger pond. The frog was so happy, and so was Cloudette! She realized that even though she’s small, she still has a place and a purpose in the world. So, off she went to explore and make puddles into ponds for everyone. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cloudette &lt;/span&gt;by Tom Lichtenheld is a delightful little tale about weather and fitting in.  Who knew that humans and clouds had so much in common? If you like &lt;a href="http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/duck-rabbit.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Duck! Rabbit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, give this one a try too! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780805087765"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-3058603815840611344?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3058603815840611344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/cloudette.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3058603815840611344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3058603815840611344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/cloudette.html' title='Cloudette'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhacfnmCkpQ/TnuZbZ8lQzI/AAAAAAAAB1M/TWdqttcd4bk/s72-c/cloudette.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-4308270888419561465</id><published>2011-11-01T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T09:00:03.748-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought provoking'/><title type='text'>Gathering Sparks</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BuiIZNTE2o/Tp8v4lx4fCI/AAAAAAAAB4U/dOTx3F_61yg/s1600/gatheringsparks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 167px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BuiIZNTE2o/Tp8v4lx4fCI/AAAAAAAAB4U/dOTx3F_61yg/s200/gatheringsparks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665299505515887650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a concept in the Jewish religion known as Tikkun Olam which theorizes that doing good deeds fills the world with holy light. In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gathering Sparks&lt;/span&gt;, the Sydney Taylor award winning book by Howard Schwartz, illustrated by Kristina Swarner, a loving grandfather tells his grandchild about Tikkun Olam. Being environmentally aware, taking care of our family, and being kind to animals are all ways we can make the world a better place. In the back of the book there is information about Rabbi Issac Luria who is known for popularizing the idea of Tikkun Olam in the sixteenth century. This is a sweet and gentle book, wonderful for a little one fascinated by the night sky. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781596432802"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-4308270888419561465?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4308270888419561465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/gathering-sparks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/4308270888419561465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/4308270888419561465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/gathering-sparks.html' title='Gathering Sparks'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BuiIZNTE2o/Tp8v4lx4fCI/AAAAAAAAB4U/dOTx3F_61yg/s72-c/gatheringsparks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-2603289378419745502</id><published>2011-10-26T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T09:00:02.097-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the farm'/><title type='text'>Have You See My Potty?</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Brenda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G4kffIMZO1U/TqWlWVzRjhI/AAAAAAAAB4s/-RaQyhRub8Q/s1600/haveyouseenmypotty.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G4kffIMZO1U/TqWlWVzRjhI/AAAAAAAAB4s/-RaQyhRub8Q/s200/haveyouseenmypotty.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667117509343546898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have You Seen My Potty?&lt;/span&gt; by Mij Kelly is a fun rhyming romp through the farmyard in search of Suzy Sue's potty. Suzy Sue had something very important to do. Something important she did everyday until someone snatched her potty away! Oh no! Now Suzy Sue is on the hunt for her potty. Meanwhile, the animals on the farm are amazed at how clean the farmyard is now that they're using the wonderful "poo pot" they have found. As the animals take turns using it, Suzy Sue asks each of them if they have seen her potty. Unfortunately, the animals don't know what a "potty" is and really, they are a little too busy to help her. Just when Suzy Sue has given up hope, just when she is about to "go" without her potty, the animals all shout "STOP!" and say "Haven't you learned, or have you forgotten, always poo with a poo pot under your bottom!" With fun, colorful illustrations by Mary McQuillan, potty trainees are sure to learn the importance of using their potties! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780764160301"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-2603289378419745502?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2603289378419745502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/have-you-see-my-potty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/2603289378419745502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/2603289378419745502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/have-you-see-my-potty.html' title='Have You See My Potty?'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G4kffIMZO1U/TqWlWVzRjhI/AAAAAAAAB4s/-RaQyhRub8Q/s72-c/haveyouseenmypotty.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-7091589445854356294</id><published>2011-10-24T14:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T14:22:16.562-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>Brownie and Pearl</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Amanda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5VSUOJ0Swy8/TqWo6P_dQ9I/AAAAAAAAB5M/BTjcQikP5xM/s1600/brownieandpearl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5VSUOJ0Swy8/TqWo6P_dQ9I/AAAAAAAAB5M/BTjcQikP5xM/s320/brownieandpearl2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667121424794207186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brownie and Pearl &lt;/span&gt;book I read was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brownie and Pearl Step Out&lt;/span&gt;. I immediately fell in love with this little girl named Brownie and her cute orange cat named Pearl. In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brownie and Pearl Step Out&lt;/span&gt; Brownie is invited to a birthday party. She and Pearl are going, but right when they get there Brownie gets nervous. With Pearl’s help she is brave and goes anyway. They both have a great time playing party games. and eating cake and ice cream. They have a great time at the party and are glad they went. The next release of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brownie and Pearl&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brownie and Pearl Get Dolled Up&lt;/span&gt;. In this tale Brownie and Pearl both put on makeup and jewelry, and dress up in their nicest clothes. The author, Cynthia Rylant, is able to write an easy to read, simple story that engages children. Brownie and Pearl exemplify a relationship between a girl and her best friend that is endearing. Together they go through normal childhood adventures, whether it is going to a party, or playing dress up. Check out all of their adorable tales like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brownie and Pearl Take a Dip&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brownie and Pearl Hit the Hay&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brownie and Pearl Grab a Bite&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brownie and Pearl Go For a Spin&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brownie and Pearl See the Sights&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=brownie+pearl"&gt;See these books listed in our catalog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-7091589445854356294?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7091589445854356294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/brownie-and-pearl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/7091589445854356294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/7091589445854356294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/brownie-and-pearl.html' title='Brownie and Pearl'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5VSUOJ0Swy8/TqWo6P_dQ9I/AAAAAAAAB5M/BTjcQikP5xM/s72-c/brownieandpearl2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-538695826176387758</id><published>2011-10-24T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T09:00:15.731-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought provoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>How Dalia Put a Big Yellow Comforter Inside a Tiny Blue Box</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Allana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9ephSWUGcs/TqLhsZMshLI/AAAAAAAAB4g/6314w8Q7xwQ/s1600/howdaliaputabigyellowcomforter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9ephSWUGcs/TqLhsZMshLI/AAAAAAAAB4g/6314w8Q7xwQ/s200/howdaliaputabigyellowcomforter.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666339433980134578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How Dalia Put a Big Yellow Comforter Inside a Tiny Blue Box&lt;/span&gt; by Linda Heller. There is a Jewish tradition of charity and caring called tzedakah, and this is the story of how one little girl teaches her brother and friends the value of it. When Dalia  learns from her teacher about making tzedakah boxes she rushes home to make one, and when her inquisitive little brother asks what’s inside, she replies “A big yellow comforter” and explains the tradition to him. So begins the wonderful project that Dalia will share with Yossi, her friends, and the whole community. To one community member, Mrs. Ross, it becomes a very special gift when the children get together to surprise her. This story warms the heart, and teaches us about the power of giving and sharing. The illustrations by Stacey Dressen McQueen enhance the story with vibrant and colorful cheer. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781582463780"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-538695826176387758?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/538695826176387758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-dalia-put-big-yellow-comforter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/538695826176387758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/538695826176387758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-dalia-put-big-yellow-comforter.html' title='How Dalia Put a Big Yellow Comforter Inside a Tiny Blue Box'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9ephSWUGcs/TqLhsZMshLI/AAAAAAAAB4g/6314w8Q7xwQ/s72-c/howdaliaputabigyellowcomforter.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-6897271627459809933</id><published>2011-10-20T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T09:00:07.057-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outer space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought provoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Higher! Higher!</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Brenda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5uWsp4Dl-8E/Tp7SQU1J0pI/AAAAAAAAB4I/fdAosipN46Q/s1600/higherhigher.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5uWsp4Dl-8E/Tp7SQU1J0pI/AAAAAAAAB4I/fdAosipN46Q/s200/higherhigher.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665196559190053522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are only five different words used in this story, but it’s packed with as many words as your imagination can come up with. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Higher! Higher!&lt;/span&gt; written and illustrated by Leslie Patricelli takes you on a wonderful ride through a child’s imagination as her daddy pushes her higher and higher on her back yard swing. Read along and find out if swinging higher than a giraffe’s head, or higher than a tall building, or even high enough to make friends with a space creature will ever be high enough. This is a fun lap book that will have small children, who love to swing, wanting to go higher and higher! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780763632410"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-6897271627459809933?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6897271627459809933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/higher-higher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/6897271627459809933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/6897271627459809933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/higher-higher.html' title='Higher! Higher!'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5uWsp4Dl-8E/Tp7SQU1J0pI/AAAAAAAAB4I/fdAosipN46Q/s72-c/higherhigher.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-2451293803074617379</id><published>2011-10-19T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T09:00:15.838-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Hide and Squeak</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tammy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K3y_nQKbPN8/TphOCfLmVkI/AAAAAAAAB3w/euQfE0bgxKU/s1600/hideandsqueak.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K3y_nQKbPN8/TphOCfLmVkI/AAAAAAAAB3w/euQfE0bgxKU/s200/hideandsqueak.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663362336055252546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hide And Squeak&lt;/span&gt; by Heather Vogel Frederick. This rhyming picture book is perfect for getting your toddlers ready for naptime or bedtime. A very mischievous baby mouse leads his father on an hide and squeak adventure after he is told it’s time for bed. Mouse begins outdoors, hiding under plants, then slipping through the mouse-door of a large house. The baby mouse has a great time sliding down a leaf, sitting on the minute hand of a large clock, and doing a cannon ball into a bubble bath. His father eventually catches him by his tail, then lifts his child up for a kiss and hug before tucking him in bed for the night. Now it’s daddy’s turn to relax in his chair with a wedge of cheese and the newspaper. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780689855702"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-2451293803074617379?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2451293803074617379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/hide-and-squeak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/2451293803074617379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/2451293803074617379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/hide-and-squeak.html' title='Hide and Squeak'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K3y_nQKbPN8/TphOCfLmVkI/AAAAAAAAB3w/euQfE0bgxKU/s72-c/hideandsqueak.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1526201295402854836</id><published>2011-10-18T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T09:00:16.010-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Because</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tammy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-piKcfvZj96k/TphQT7N6_CI/AAAAAAAAB38/foiiv9c89WM/s1600/because.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-piKcfvZj96k/TphQT7N6_CI/AAAAAAAAB38/foiiv9c89WM/s200/because.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663364834662218786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because &lt;/span&gt;by Richard Torrey is an adorable picture book about a little boy who’s mother says “because” is not a real answer to a question. Each page displays a picture of the little boy, and his faithful dog, in the middle of some sort of mess they have made. Above each of the pictures is his reasoning, starting with “because,” followed by why he has made the mess. His big, smiling face makes it difficult to be upset with him for the messes he has made. Each page is illustrated in bright colors, full of detail, making it very clear what he was attempting to do when he causes all of the trouble. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780061561733"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-1526201295402854836?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1526201295402854836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/because.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1526201295402854836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1526201295402854836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/because.html' title='Because'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-piKcfvZj96k/TphQT7N6_CI/AAAAAAAAB38/foiiv9c89WM/s72-c/because.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-2543517463233707365</id><published>2011-10-17T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T09:00:01.394-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monsters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>The Scariest Monster in the World</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Janis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ee3v5vwdzVI/TphL1WyQqVI/AAAAAAAAB3k/28I-yer9QTQ/s1600/scariestmonsterintheworld.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ee3v5vwdzVI/TphL1WyQqVI/AAAAAAAAB3k/28I-yer9QTQ/s200/scariestmonsterintheworld.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663359911439935826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Scariest Monster in the World&lt;/span&gt; by Lee Weatherly and Algy Craig Hall is a great book for story time! The monster tramps through the forest, and scares all the animals in his path. One day he gets the hiccups! All the animals try to help him get rid of them, and finally they scare them out of him by showing him an image of himself in the mirror. He also becomes friends with all the animals in the forest, and he is able to scare the hiccups out of anyone who needs help getting rid of those pesky hiccups. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781906250409"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-2543517463233707365?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2543517463233707365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/scariest-monster-in-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/2543517463233707365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/2543517463233707365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/scariest-monster-in-world.html' title='The Scariest Monster in the World'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ee3v5vwdzVI/TphL1WyQqVI/AAAAAAAAB3k/28I-yer9QTQ/s72-c/scariestmonsterintheworld.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-6075261360416063216</id><published>2011-10-14T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T09:00:05.514-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bears'/><title type='text'>What About Bear?</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Carol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7-lqeMc_E8/Tpc2ikUMpSI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/8p__VSK8l_M/s1600/whataboutbear.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7-lqeMc_E8/Tpc2ikUMpSI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/8p__VSK8l_M/s200/whataboutbear.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663055023933531426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What About Bear?&lt;/span&gt; by Suzanne Bloom is a cute story about friendship. Bear and Duck are the best of friends. They have lots of fun playing together, until one day Fox appears, and he wants to play too. Bear and Duck play with Fox until Fox decides that he doesn't want to include Bear. He wants to play a different game, and Bear is just much too big to play. Of course Duck is not happy about this, and Bear is so sad. Duck keeps saying "What about Bear?" and Fox always has some reason that Bear can't play. Bear is too grumpy, or Bear is too far away. Finally Bear is so sad he starts to leave. Duck stops Bear, and tells Fox that Bear is his big, old, sometimes grumpy friend. Duck tells Fox that he can be his and Bear's new friend, and they all play together happily. This is a great story about sharing and how it is always nice to be nice to others. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781590785287"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-6075261360416063216?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6075261360416063216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-about-bear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/6075261360416063216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/6075261360416063216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-about-bear.html' title='What About Bear?'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7-lqeMc_E8/Tpc2ikUMpSI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/8p__VSK8l_M/s72-c/whataboutbear.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-7172551112924055043</id><published>2011-10-12T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T09:00:02.844-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='go green'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Melvin and the Boy</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2tPcXsVTonA/Toyw_C4TuKI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/JA39_gsL_JM/s1600/melvinandtheboy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2tPcXsVTonA/Toyw_C4TuKI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/JA39_gsL_JM/s200/melvinandtheboy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660093428849162402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As a person who has often seen a woodland creature, and wanted to take it home, I could totally related to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Melvin and the Boy&lt;/span&gt; by Lauren Castillo. This story is told in first person, from the perspective of a little boy who really wants to have a pet. His parents disapprove of animals that are too large, "too much work," or too noisy. When the boy connects with a particular turtle at the park, he decides to name him Melvin (because Melvin is a good name for a turtle) and take him home. But he quickly learns that Melvin is perhaps not meant to be a pet. Melvin stays in his shell most of the time, and generally doesn't seem happy. The boy makes the tough choice to return Melvin to the park, and realizes that this is where turtles truly belong: in the wild, with their own kind. Although the boy is disappointed, he knows he's done the right thing, and will return to visit Melvin in the park whenever he comes. Reading this book is a wonderful way to introduce the idea that not all animals are meant to be pets, especially to a child who may be really wanting to keep the latest creature they've found in their backyard. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780805089295"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-7172551112924055043?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7172551112924055043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/melvin-and-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/7172551112924055043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/7172551112924055043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/melvin-and-boy.html' title='Melvin and the Boy'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2tPcXsVTonA/Toyw_C4TuKI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/JA39_gsL_JM/s72-c/melvinandtheboy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-5773947276119114402</id><published>2011-10-11T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T09:00:15.578-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monsters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime'/><title type='text'>The Woods</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Catherine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--aUnDC6RQuQ/ToyueGU7oaI/AAAAAAAAB2I/MOfbQ375zsM/s1600/thewoods.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 162px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--aUnDC6RQuQ/ToyueGU7oaI/AAAAAAAAB2I/MOfbQ375zsM/s200/thewoods.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660090663815586210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There are some things that must take place for bedtime to work. Stories must be read, blankets must be tucked, and the favorite doll/teddy/stuffed friend must be snuggled. But what happens when that dear snuggly friend goes missing? In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Woods&lt;/span&gt; by Paul Hoppe this is the very scary question that must be answered. When the intrepid hero of our story misplaces his special bunny, he knows he must find it. Readers will think of &lt;a href="http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/where-wild-things-are.html"&gt;Maurice Sendak’s &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where the Wild Things Are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as our little boy imagines a forest in his bedroom. But where Max had to tame the wild things, this little boy finds that the monsters in his room just need a little love. After sharing his story, nightlight, and a hug, he finally finds his bunny… with a “very big, hairy, scary monster!” But soon the little boy learns that even big scary hairy monsters get lonely, and he invites all of his new friends home to share his bunny. This is a great story for kids who are scared to go to bed.  With sweet and silly illustrations, this book makes going to bed a happy experience. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780811875479"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-5773947276119114402?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5773947276119114402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/woods.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/5773947276119114402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/5773947276119114402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/woods.html' title='The Woods'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--aUnDC6RQuQ/ToyueGU7oaI/AAAAAAAAB2I/MOfbQ375zsM/s72-c/thewoods.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1352901074063120341</id><published>2011-10-07T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T09:00:09.827-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Ferret Fun</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Jill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JRXXLBerh6s/Toysg80xsjI/AAAAAAAAB2A/fsQkenWDWgQ/s1600/ferretfun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 188px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JRXXLBerh6s/Toysg80xsjI/AAAAAAAAB2A/fsQkenWDWgQ/s200/ferretfun.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660088513781150258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ferret Fun&lt;/span&gt; by Karen Rostoker-Gruber. Einstein and Fudge are ferrets who live with a human named Andrea. They love their hammocks, playing chase, and raisins. One day Andrea brings a visitor home: Marvel. Marvel’s human is away on a trip, and Marvel is… a CAT! Andrea leaves the three animals to get acquainted, but Fudge and Einstein soon find out that Marvel the cat is a bully! She calls them “rats,” and threatens to eat them! But what can the ferrets do about it? Should they hide? No, Marvel will just find them. Should they ignore her? No, she’ll probably just bug them more. Should they run away? No, if they run away who would feed them? At last, Fudge and Einstein hatch a plan to stand up to Marvel, with spectacular results! But now Marvel is afraid of THEM! Can a cat and two ferrets ever find a way to get along? Told in comic-book style with Paul Rátz de Tagyos’s wonderfully expressive marker-and-ink drawings, this simple tale of bravery and friendship is sure to be a hit with young animal-lovers. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=ferret+fun+AND+Rostoker-Gruber"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-1352901074063120341?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1352901074063120341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/ferret-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1352901074063120341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1352901074063120341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/ferret-fun.html' title='Ferret Fun'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JRXXLBerh6s/Toysg80xsjI/AAAAAAAAB2A/fsQkenWDWgQ/s72-c/ferretfun.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-3963221235565681058</id><published>2011-10-06T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T09:00:15.012-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that go'/><title type='text'>My Car</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Sue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rdTvGjr7tDk/ToyqIoTQs6I/AAAAAAAAB14/9LHqZ3m-xAc/s1600/mycar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 167px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rdTvGjr7tDk/ToyqIoTQs6I/AAAAAAAAB14/9LHqZ3m-xAc/s200/mycar.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660085896931750818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Car&lt;/span&gt; by Byron Barton is a very simple story for very young readers. Sam describes in simple detail how he drives his car, how he takes care of it, and where he goes with it. Sam’s car has many parts, and when Sam drives he obeys all the laws, and reads all the signs. Sam loves his car. But when Sam goes to work, he drives a bus! This story is really fun to read in chant form. In between the pages we enjoy pretending to drive a car (use your hands as a pretend steering wheel) saying in a sing-song chant “I’m driving my car yea, I’m driving my car.” The children join in, and then the book becomes an interactive adventure! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=00050334"&gt;See this book in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-3963221235565681058?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3963221235565681058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-car.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3963221235565681058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3963221235565681058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-car.html' title='My Car'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rdTvGjr7tDk/ToyqIoTQs6I/AAAAAAAAB14/9LHqZ3m-xAc/s72-c/mycar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-3863732950100517854</id><published>2011-10-03T09:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T09:00:13.233-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='go green'/><title type='text'>In the Meadow</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Melissa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VoWQo9Bs0kk/ToNilkwMm0I/AAAAAAAAB1k/AifgpsKSddc/s1600/inthemeadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VoWQo9Bs0kk/ToNilkwMm0I/AAAAAAAAB1k/AifgpsKSddc/s200/inthemeadow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657473954567985986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some books send us back to a time and place once forgotten. Often such stories remind us how beautiful the world is around us and how it is to feel alone – and then have someone find you.  As adults we forget the joys such simplicity gives us. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the Meadow&lt;/span&gt; by Yukiko Kato, pictures by Komako Sakai, is a book that explores this simple, natural world; a book that will encourage adults who read it with their child to pause, stop the clock, and put down their modern devices. The images and words will take you back to the time of running through meadows, chasing butterflies, finding crickets, and hearing the rush of a river in the distance, or the song of a bird. You’ll remember the feel of grass touching your skin as if you were standing all alone, in a sea of green, green grass. Check it out, give it a try, then go explore a meadow with your child and see what you can find. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781592701087"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-3863732950100517854?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3863732950100517854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-meadow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3863732950100517854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3863732950100517854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-meadow.html' title='In the Meadow'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VoWQo9Bs0kk/ToNilkwMm0I/AAAAAAAAB1k/AifgpsKSddc/s72-c/inthemeadow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-494631882096160750</id><published>2011-09-30T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T11:53:09.129-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that go'/><title type='text'>Along a Long Road</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Melissa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8sslciaR99k/ToNg9QKayTI/AAAAAAAAB1c/lUWT3G454s4/s1600/alongalongroad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8sslciaR99k/ToNg9QKayTI/AAAAAAAAB1c/lUWT3G454s4/s200/alongalongroad.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657472162334427442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Along a Long Road&lt;/span&gt; by Frank Viva. Peddling up and down hills, along a long road, through tunnels, over a bridge, and stopped by a bump in the road. Follow the silky yellow line from page to page in this creative, repeat over and over again, roundabout tale about a boy on his bike. Sure to entrain those fascinated with “things that go.” An interesting way to introduce the concept of travel and distance to your child, discuss directions such as up and down, or talk about colors.  Inside the cover you’ll find a twisty, curvy map of all the places you can go, along a long road. Top this book off with a bike ride, draw your journey, make a map, and talk with your child about what you saw. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780316129251"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-494631882096160750?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/494631882096160750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/along-long-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/494631882096160750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/494631882096160750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/along-long-road.html' title='Along a Long Road'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8sslciaR99k/ToNg9QKayTI/AAAAAAAAB1c/lUWT3G454s4/s72-c/alongalongroad.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1072618741036186161</id><published>2011-09-29T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T09:00:10.219-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='go green'/><title type='text'>Follow Me</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Melissa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zRVYOj_ZfZs/ToNfrO0cQtI/AAAAAAAAB1U/7l2JppKS1zo/s1600/80957079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zRVYOj_ZfZs/ToNfrO0cQtI/AAAAAAAAB1U/7l2JppKS1zo/s200/80957079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657470753224540882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Follow Me&lt;/span&gt; by Tricia Tusa begins with a girl on a swing, embracing the colors of the sky and earth as she swings back and forth with the breeze, getting lost in her imagination. She tumbles with the leaves, and flies with the birds. She twirls, hums, and drifts down, until she finds her way back home.  Colorful water color illustrations reflect the message of the words, which flow beautifully. A perfect naptime story sure to incite many whimsical daydreams! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780547272016"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-1072618741036186161?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1072618741036186161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/follow-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1072618741036186161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1072618741036186161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/follow-me.html' title='Follow Me'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zRVYOj_ZfZs/ToNfrO0cQtI/AAAAAAAAB1U/7l2JppKS1zo/s72-c/80957079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-9092095029997389932</id><published>2011-09-23T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T09:00:02.009-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the farm'/><title type='text'>Farmyard Beat</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Amanda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oaMoMPrY7fc/TnuWtWiwt6I/AAAAAAAAB1E/7yyjUqqbuos/s1600/farmyardbeat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oaMoMPrY7fc/TnuWtWiwt6I/AAAAAAAAB1E/7yyjUqqbuos/s200/farmyardbeat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655279462983448482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole farmyard is awake in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Farmyard Beat &lt;/span&gt;by Lindsey Craig. The chicks, sheep, cat, cows, and dog can’t sleep. Why? Because they have the beat, the Farmyard Beat!  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Farmyard Beat &lt;/span&gt;is  a fun and bouncy story of a farm dance party of animal sounds. The  farmyard is filled with Peep, Tat, Puuurrrr, Swish, Clank, Woof, and  Whoo, then Farmer Sue joins the romp when all the racket wakes her up.  The Farmer and her animals party till they drop... off to sleep. The  repetitive, predictable text makes for a fun read, while the colorful  collage art adds to the joyful mood. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Farmyard Beat &lt;/span&gt;is  a great book to sing along with. This book is a hand clapping, feet  stomping good time, that you will want to read over, and over again! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780375864551"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-9092095029997389932?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9092095029997389932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/farmyard-beat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/9092095029997389932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/9092095029997389932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/farmyard-beat.html' title='Farmyard Beat'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oaMoMPrY7fc/TnuWtWiwt6I/AAAAAAAAB1E/7yyjUqqbuos/s72-c/farmyardbeat.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-7439899544240204633</id><published>2011-09-20T09:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T09:00:07.153-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the farm'/><title type='text'>Mr. Duck Means Business</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Melissa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-335CG9UhRo8/TnDVHn-LKRI/AAAAAAAAB0o/mBTNb6KLeCg/s1600/mrduckmeansbusiness.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 165px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-335CG9UhRo8/TnDVHn-LKRI/AAAAAAAAB0o/mBTNb6KLeCg/s200/mrduckmeansbusiness.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652251859315534098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. Duck is cranky. He doesn’t like it when someone interrupts his routine. Sound familiar? If it does, then you should give &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr. Duck Means Business&lt;/span&gt; by Tammi Sauer a try. When reading this book, children will gain a sense of why Mr. Duck is grumpy, and they’ll learn what it means to compromise. It takes some time, but Mr. Duck finally realizes it's okay to want things his way, but that it's also important to share experiences with others. The reality is “sometimes life calls for a little noise…especially with friends.” The illustrations by Jeff Mack are entertaining and will surely incite a giggle or two. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781416985228"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-7439899544240204633?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7439899544240204633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/mr-duck-means-business.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/7439899544240204633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/7439899544240204633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/mr-duck-means-business.html' title='Mr. Duck Means Business'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-335CG9UhRo8/TnDVHn-LKRI/AAAAAAAAB0o/mBTNb6KLeCg/s72-c/mrduckmeansbusiness.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-5950613399436708683</id><published>2011-09-19T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T09:00:07.844-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tough stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><title type='text'>The Day Tiger Rose Said Goodbye</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Melissa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GU-rbOWaUwA/TnDTRpwg69I/AAAAAAAAB0g/heNZVs_ZB44/s1600/thedaytigerrosesaidgoodbye.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GU-rbOWaUwA/TnDTRpwg69I/AAAAAAAAB0g/heNZVs_ZB44/s200/thedaytigerrosesaidgoodbye.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652249832570547154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tiger Rose is a loved cat, one that has lived a long and full life. Now it is time for her to go, so she sets out to say goodbye to all that have loved her, and find a final place of rest. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Day Tiger Rose Said Goodbye&lt;/span&gt; by Jane Yolen is a sad story, but an important one. If you are having a hard time explaining the loss of a loved one, this book may be the instrument you need. Illustrated beautifully by Jim LaMarche, this tale will surely induce tears, but is told in a peaceful, natural way. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780375866630"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-5950613399436708683?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5950613399436708683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-tiger-rose-said-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/5950613399436708683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/5950613399436708683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-tiger-rose-said-goodbye.html' title='The Day Tiger Rose Said Goodbye'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GU-rbOWaUwA/TnDTRpwg69I/AAAAAAAAB0g/heNZVs_ZB44/s72-c/thedaytigerrosesaidgoodbye.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1682646046066905930</id><published>2011-09-16T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T09:00:05.186-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monsters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime'/><title type='text'>Frangoline and the Midnight Dream</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Sue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hFx5T4BkcrU/TnDP1KZ7ECI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/fxTAKuZ16VA/s1600/frangolineandthemidnightdream.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hFx5T4BkcrU/TnDP1KZ7ECI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/fxTAKuZ16VA/s200/frangolineandthemidnightdream.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652246044583071778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frangoline and the Midnight Dream&lt;/span&gt; by Clemency Pierce, illustrated by Rebecca Elliott. Frangoline is a very well behaved, red haired little girl during the day. But at night, after midnight, she puts on a dark cape, and goes on a night time, frightful adventure. She faces all kinds of creatures, when she wakes them up with her dancing, prancing, hip hopping, and skipping feet. Frangoline, not being scared of anything, lets out an “Arrrgh! I’m not scared of big bad beasts! I’m Frangoline!” As she continues on her way, the moon urges her to go back to bed! Will Frangoline learn her lesson? Is it all just a dream? Find out, and enjoy this story told in rhyme of an adorable little red haired girl ,who is just a little naughty during her night time adventures. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780545314268"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-1682646046066905930?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1682646046066905930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/frangoline-and-midnight-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1682646046066905930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1682646046066905930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/frangoline-and-midnight-dream.html' title='Frangoline and the Midnight Dream'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hFx5T4BkcrU/TnDP1KZ7ECI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/fxTAKuZ16VA/s72-c/frangolineandthemidnightdream.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1531986276161988917</id><published>2011-09-15T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T09:00:11.434-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>Boo Hoo Bird</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Jill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d_nYJY-r8oE/TnDN3kBe7TI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/Ptp3Z1q9hzE/s1600/boohoobird.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d_nYJY-r8oE/TnDN3kBe7TI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/Ptp3Z1q9hzE/s200/boohoobird.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652243886796369202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boo Hoo Bird&lt;/span&gt; by Jeremy Tankard. Good friends Bird and Raccoon are playing catch when the ball hits Bird on the head--BONK! It hurts, and poor Bird starts to cry. Raccoon tries to kiss it better, but Bird’s bonk still hurts, and Bird keeps crying. Fortunately, Bird and Raccoon have lots of caring friends. Rabbit offers a hug, but Bird still cries. Beaver says, “you can fix any problem with a cookie,” but even a sweet treat doesn’t help Bird feel better. Sheep suggests distracting Bird with a fun game, but Bird isn’t distracted. Not even a band-aid from Fox can stop Bird’s tears. By now everyone is so upset about poor Bird’s boo-boo that they ALL start to cry! “BOO HOO HOO!” Oh dear! Will the Boo Hoo Bird and his friends ever stop crying? Jeremy Tankard’s bright and cartoony ink-and-digital illustrations are perfect for this sweet and silly story. Bird’s dramatics, and his friends’ caring attempts to soothe him, are hilarious, and sure to have you laughing and “Boo-Hooing” along! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=Boo+hoo+bird%7B245%7D+and+jeremy+tankard%7B100%7D"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-1531986276161988917?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1531986276161988917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/boo-hoo-bird.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1531986276161988917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1531986276161988917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/boo-hoo-bird.html' title='Boo Hoo Bird'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d_nYJY-r8oE/TnDN3kBe7TI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/Ptp3Z1q9hzE/s72-c/boohoobird.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-842924304552223653</id><published>2011-09-14T09:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T09:00:07.017-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Chicks Run Wild</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Brenda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4YwRfynfmMo/Tm5v0EnucKI/AAAAAAAAB0E/7wvYJreTmr4/s1600/chicksrunwild.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 157px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4YwRfynfmMo/Tm5v0EnucKI/AAAAAAAAB0E/7wvYJreTmr4/s200/chicksrunwild.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651577522780795042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chicks Run Wild&lt;/span&gt; by Sudipta Bardhan-Quallen is a delightful book about just what goes on after five little chicks are tucked in for the night. Written in rhyme, “Mama kisses each dear child, but when she leaves...those chicks run wild!!” we laugh our way through those chicks’ antics. They wiggle. They jump. They giggle. They thump. They also hop back into bed when they hear Mama coming. Find out what happens when Mama makes one too many trips to re-tuck in her chicks, and decides she’d like to join in on the fun. Should they invite her to play? Will she out-dance, out-play, and out-last them? The illustrator, Ward Jenkins, does a wonderful job of creating adorable, very playful looking chicks. One little chick, wings behind his back and whistling, wears an expression that clearly says “it wasn’t me” when Mama catches them in an epic pillow fight. This is a great lap book. It reads with an easy flow, but be warned: this book may put ideas in your little chick’s head! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781442406735"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-842924304552223653?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/842924304552223653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/chicks-run-wild.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/842924304552223653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/842924304552223653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/chicks-run-wild.html' title='Chicks Run Wild'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4YwRfynfmMo/Tm5v0EnucKI/AAAAAAAAB0E/7wvYJreTmr4/s72-c/chicksrunwild.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1015439903574676044</id><published>2011-09-13T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T09:00:20.563-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Rrralph</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Allana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X06UZRc7fDs/Tm5uLXiFSZI/AAAAAAAABz8/CVHYuFK0DvU/s1600/rrralph.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X06UZRc7fDs/Tm5uLXiFSZI/AAAAAAAABz8/CVHYuFK0DvU/s200/rrralph.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651575723971135890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rrralph&lt;/span&gt; by Lois Ehlert. Typically bright and flashy, this Lois Ehlert book featuring Ralph, the talking dog, is highly entertaining. Just as an excitable dog would move, you move through the book rapidly, finding out what Ralph is going to “say” next! The lovable pet is also very curiously and craftily put together! Part of the fun with reading this book to younger children will be having them construct their very own “Rrralph” as part of an after reading project. This would be so much fun, as is the book! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781442413054"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-1015439903574676044?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1015439903574676044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/rrralph.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1015439903574676044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1015439903574676044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/rrralph.html' title='Rrralph'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X06UZRc7fDs/Tm5uLXiFSZI/AAAAAAAABz8/CVHYuFK0DvU/s72-c/rrralph.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-4646577982628167216</id><published>2011-09-12T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T09:00:00.057-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought provoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Animals Home Alone</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_SIsA0qm7c/TmjTzLs9B9I/AAAAAAAABzc/5Z3_I2jgDMM/s1600/animalshomealone.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_SIsA0qm7c/TmjTzLs9B9I/AAAAAAAABzc/5Z3_I2jgDMM/s200/animalshomealone.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649998608804415442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Animals Home Alone&lt;/span&gt;, by Loes Riphagen, explores the potential private life of the animals we leave at home when we go out. Not just the goldfish, or the house cat, but animals in pictures on walls, or in story books, stuffed animals... even the bugs hidden in the house get in on the action! In the front of the book, Riphagen gives names to all the animals you're about to meet (real names, like Bert, and Katherine). Over the next 24 pages, the animals go wild! They watch TV, eat snacks, try on clothes, even fall in love and have babies, all while the little girl of the house and her daddy are out. At the end of the book Riphagen quizzes you on what you just saw: What was Bibi looking for? Why does Piggy have a stomachache? And more! This wordless picture book is a hoot to flip through over and over again, to make sure you haven't missed out on any of the animals' fun! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781934734551"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-4646577982628167216?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4646577982628167216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/animals-home-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/4646577982628167216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/4646577982628167216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/animals-home-alone.html' title='Animals Home Alone'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_SIsA0qm7c/TmjTzLs9B9I/AAAAAAAABzc/5Z3_I2jgDMM/s72-c/animalshomealone.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-8576150514038493923</id><published>2011-09-09T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T09:00:12.524-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>The Underpants Zoo</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Carol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dkf-NsCHFdY/TmjOCdZq1tI/AAAAAAAABzU/gfBmtiO_a8E/s1600/underpantszoo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 185px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dkf-NsCHFdY/TmjOCdZq1tI/AAAAAAAABzU/gfBmtiO_a8E/s200/underpantszoo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649992274183640786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Underpants Zoo &lt;/span&gt;by Brian Sendelbach is a story about a zoo where animals wear underpants just like us. The animals all wear silly underpants to match their personality. Of course, Lion is king of the beasts, so his underwear should be royal purple with crowns. Even though zebras have stripes, they prefer underpants with stars. Leopard, of course, prefers spots, and Hippo is such a romantic she prefers hearts. Elephant needs size extra-jumbo gigantic, and Kangaroo's boxers have basketballs on them, because they need plenty of bounce. Octopus can wear four pairs of underpants at a time, and the cute little penguins chill their underpants in the freezer. The animals at the zoo seem to love showing off their undies, until they discover they have gotten ants in their pants, so the zoo has to close for awhile, for underpants de-antsing. The story is cute and funny, and the illustrations are adorable. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780545249355"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-8576150514038493923?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8576150514038493923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/underpants-zoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8576150514038493923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8576150514038493923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/underpants-zoo.html' title='The Underpants Zoo'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dkf-NsCHFdY/TmjOCdZq1tI/AAAAAAAABzU/gfBmtiO_a8E/s72-c/underpantszoo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-3533072036019177247</id><published>2011-09-08T10:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T10:14:18.069-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>The Croaky Pokey</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Janis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-968gR9TqWYk/TmjMzbp8VjI/AAAAAAAABzM/HiUpU4eCem0/s1600/croakypokey.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-968gR9TqWYk/TmjMzbp8VjI/AAAAAAAABzM/HiUpU4eCem0/s200/croakypokey.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649990916505359922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Croaky Pokey &lt;/span&gt;by Ethan Long. As you may have guessed by the title, this is the Hokey Pokey amphibian style, which has lots of kid appeal. As the story/song begins, children are invited to join the frogs and follow the lyrics and movements (“Put your right hand in, / Put your right hand out”) but then the words change: “Hop the Croaky Pokey / As we chase a fly around, / Right in the frog’s mouth! WHAP!” The cute cartoon illustrations feature animals at a pond, including a number of frogs, none of whom are skilled at catching bugs. The humor continues as the fly stays just out of reach and can’t be caught. Children will be giggling, singing, and dancing in no time. They will especially like the surprise ending. A great choice for humor and fun. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780823422913"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-3533072036019177247?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3533072036019177247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/croaky-pokey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3533072036019177247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3533072036019177247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/croaky-pokey.html' title='The Croaky Pokey'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-968gR9TqWYk/TmjMzbp8VjI/AAAAAAAABzM/HiUpU4eCem0/s72-c/croakypokey.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1704150918302390539</id><published>2011-08-31T09:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T09:56:32.639-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foreign culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Conejito</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Jill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k7eacMKebqM/Tl48xUfExdI/AAAAAAAABzE/_xFlQEyz09s/s1600/conejito.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 147px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k7eacMKebqM/Tl48xUfExdI/AAAAAAAABzE/_xFlQEyz09s/s200/conejito.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647017800779482578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Conejito: A Folktale from Panama&lt;/span&gt;, by Margaret Read MacDonald, illustrated by Geraldo Valério is a fabulous read-aloud (and sing-aloud, and dance-along) story based on a Central American folktale. Conejito (“little bunny”) is on his way to visit his Tía Mónica, who lives on top of the mountain. Just the thought of his beloved auntie (and the delicious food she’ll cook for him) makes Conejito sing and dance! But to get to the mountaintop, he must pass by Señor Zorro, Señor Tigre, and Señor León (a fox, a tiger, and a lion), all of whom think Conejito would make a delicious lunch! The little bunny is a fast talker, and he convinces each hungry animal to wait until later to eat him - after all, he’ll be much fatter after a visit with Tía Mónica and her excellent cooking! But once the visit is over, how will Conejito get past the villains once more and return safely home to his mamá? Tía Mónica has a brilliant plan to outsmart them all, and Conejito is just the bold little bunny to carry it out. The bouncy, repeating text, the sprinkling of easily understood Spanish words, Conejito’s silly song, and Geraldo Valério’s brilliant illustrations will make this book a favorite to read and sing with your little bunny. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=conejito%7B245%7D+and+margaret+macdonald%7B100%7D"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-1704150918302390539?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1704150918302390539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/conejito.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1704150918302390539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1704150918302390539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/conejito.html' title='Conejito'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k7eacMKebqM/Tl48xUfExdI/AAAAAAAABzE/_xFlQEyz09s/s72-c/conejito.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-7069504000398375207</id><published>2011-08-29T09:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T09:00:13.275-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>I'm Not</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Catherine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QFp6f0xyDJg/Tlj7AVYsTQI/AAAAAAAABy8/8hIDdIKuKYI/s1600/imnot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 167px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QFp6f0xyDJg/Tlj7AVYsTQI/AAAAAAAABy8/8hIDdIKuKYI/s200/imnot.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645538116068199682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’m Not&lt;/span&gt; by Pam Smallcomb. Evelyn the Alligator is awesome. She knows that lampshades are the new black, and that polka dots make everything better. But her best friend (Let’s call her Alli-Gator) sometimes feels a bit… not. She isn’t a jumping bean, she can’t make statues out of bubble gum, and she certainly has no interest in being a fabulous circus performer. Eveyln is all these things. She is awesome, and Alli-Gator worries that maybe she is just not. But Evelyn knows better! She knows that Alli-Gator is awesome too! She can spell! She can bake! She isn’t afraid of the dark! Evelyn knows that the most important thing is to be a “true-blue friend.” These alligators have got that covered. Check out Pam Smallcomb’s sweet story, with Robert Weinstock’s awesome illustrations, and find out that how both these alligators are great friends! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780375861154"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-7069504000398375207?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7069504000398375207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/7069504000398375207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/7069504000398375207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-not.html' title='I&apos;m Not'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QFp6f0xyDJg/Tlj7AVYsTQI/AAAAAAAABy8/8hIDdIKuKYI/s72-c/imnot.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1061959690157611647</id><published>2011-08-26T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T09:00:02.925-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Big Rig Bugs</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tammy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kf8LLRsaoPE/TlacqKKxcnI/AAAAAAAABx8/tyWV-CykQk0/s1600/54287687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kf8LLRsaoPE/TlacqKKxcnI/AAAAAAAABx8/tyWV-CykQk0/s200/54287687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644871431053472370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BIG RIG BUGS&lt;/span&gt; By Kurt Cyrus. Soon after a litterbug tosses a tuna fish sandwich from his bulldozer, the construction bugs are called for duty. Children of all ages will enjoy following along as big rig bugs roll out of every hole to get started on the clean-up. The short rhyming couplets describe the work each bug does to clean up the messy tuna sandwich. The first to take the lead is Millipede, and then comes Cricket to clear the thicket, followed by ants, Weevil, Earwig, and many more bugs. Each page displays oversized pictures of each bug with insect-sized construction machinery behind them. The bugs each take a turn until the sandwich is compacted into a small round ball and carried off by the dragonfly. It’s a job well done, everyone. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780802786746"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-1061959690157611647?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1061959690157611647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/big-rig-bugs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1061959690157611647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1061959690157611647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/big-rig-bugs.html' title='Big Rig Bugs'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kf8LLRsaoPE/TlacqKKxcnI/AAAAAAAABx8/tyWV-CykQk0/s72-c/54287687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-9220894799123011449</id><published>2011-08-19T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T09:00:14.200-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought provoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Bear with Me</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Carol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UlbcZ0sgdNo/TkmhCi23LCI/AAAAAAAABx0/-upR-LQADoo/s1600/bearwithme.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 184px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UlbcZ0sgdNo/TkmhCi23LCI/AAAAAAAABx0/-upR-LQADoo/s200/bearwithme.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641217073346980898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bear with Me&lt;/span&gt; by Max Kornell is a story about a boy named Owen and the day his parents bring home a new family member: a bear named Gary. Owen doesn't understand why his parents had to bring home a bear to get in his way. Gary breaks his stuff. Gary takes up all of Mom and Dad's time. Gary snores so loud it sounds like a helicopter is flying around Owen's room. He is just so annoying. Then one day Gary shares his blocks with Owen, and Owen starts to realize that Gary isn't so bad after all. He is really good at blocks, and he is really a lot of fun to play with. Owen decides Gary isn't annoying after all, and having a new family member to play with can be wonderful. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780399252570"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-9220894799123011449?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9220894799123011449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/bear-with-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/9220894799123011449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/9220894799123011449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/bear-with-me.html' title='Bear with Me'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UlbcZ0sgdNo/TkmhCi23LCI/AAAAAAAABx0/-upR-LQADoo/s72-c/bearwithme.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1170658881264797398</id><published>2011-08-18T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T09:00:12.749-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the farm'/><title type='text'>Every Cowgirl Needs a Horse and Every Cowgirl Needs Dancing Boots</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Janis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JKRMm8XVPMg/TkmaSrO0nGI/AAAAAAAABxk/x2QcgHKkock/s1600/everycowgirlneedsahorse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JKRMm8XVPMg/TkmaSrO0nGI/AAAAAAAABxk/x2QcgHKkock/s200/everycowgirlneedsahorse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641209653891472482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every Cowgirl Needs a Horse&lt;/span&gt;,  by Rebecca Janni, it is Nellie Sue’s birthday, and all she wants is a  horse.  Before her birthday party she has to finish her chores,  including filling her dog Ginger’s “trough” (his water bowl), harvesting  the hay (rake the yard), and rounding up the cattle (gather the  neighborhood kids for her party). She drops plenty of horsey hints to  her parents along the way. After lunch, there is still no horse, but  there are johnnycakes—birthday cupcakes—with a herd of her friends.  Finally, Nellie Sue gets her present, but it has handlebars, and “wheels  where hoofs should be.” She is disappointed, and has to trade her  cowboy hat for a helmet, but discovers that her new “horse” is perfect  for riding the trails! The colorful, animated illustrations, filled with  amusing details, set Nellie Sue’s cowgirl-imagined world in familiar,  contemporary settings, all touched with plenty of pink. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780525421641"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AFP-kppYkIc/Tkmad1t6JaI/AAAAAAAABxs/SprMFA0uD_I/s1600/everycowgirlneedsdancingboots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 178px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AFP-kppYkIc/Tkmad1t6JaI/AAAAAAAABxs/SprMFA0uD_I/s200/everycowgirlneedsdancingboots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641209845684774306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every Cowgirl Needs Dancing Boots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;by  Rebecca Janni, Nellie Sue is back, with a new pair of dancing boots.  Nellie knows that dancing would be more fun with friends, but the new  girls in the neighborhood are ballerinas. Nellie decides to throw a  Barnyard Bash, and invite the whole neighborhood. With her big  imagination, Nellie transforms the garage into the perfect place for a  hoedown. She makes refrestments, and waits for her guests to arrive.  Will Nellie Sue have anyone to dance with? This book also has great  illustrations, and is a good story about a little cowgirl. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780525423416"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-1170658881264797398?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1170658881264797398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/every-cowgirl-needs-horse-and-every_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1170658881264797398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1170658881264797398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/every-cowgirl-needs-horse-and-every_18.html' title='Every Cowgirl Needs a Horse and Every Cowgirl Needs Dancing Boots'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JKRMm8XVPMg/TkmaSrO0nGI/AAAAAAAABxk/x2QcgHKkock/s72-c/everycowgirlneedsahorse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-7247764319743606249</id><published>2011-08-17T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T09:00:13.576-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tough stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Owen &amp; Mzee: The True Story of a Remarkable Friendship</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Sue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BCs4p2l6B9Q/TkmVxeD44aI/AAAAAAAABxc/XC6FH0AWj_E/s1600/owenandmzee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 159px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BCs4p2l6B9Q/TkmVxeD44aI/AAAAAAAABxc/XC6FH0AWj_E/s200/owenandmzee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641204685373759906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Owen &amp;amp; Mzee&lt;/span&gt; by Isabella Hatkoff, Craig Hatkoff, and Dr. Paula Kahumba is the incredible true story of a very unusual friendship between a baby hippo and a 130 year old giant tortoise. In December 2004 there was a tsunami in Southeast Asia, during which a very scared baby hippo was left stranded and all alone. After his rescue, he was placed in an enclosure where he quickly scrambled over to an old tortoise and adopted him as his mother. The tortoise was not sure of this baby hippo at first, but it wasn’t long before they became inseparable, and an unexpected friendship evolved. This is a very unusual friendship, and a true story about how animals can decide to be friends no matter how different they are. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=0439829739"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-7247764319743606249?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7247764319743606249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/owen-mzee-true-story-of-remarkable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/7247764319743606249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/7247764319743606249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/owen-mzee-true-story-of-remarkable.html' title='Owen &amp; Mzee: The True Story of a Remarkable Friendship'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BCs4p2l6B9Q/TkmVxeD44aI/AAAAAAAABxc/XC6FH0AWj_E/s72-c/owenandmzee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-8816145894842321419</id><published>2011-08-16T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T09:00:05.740-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tough stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Running with the Horses</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Allana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Wn_jzHQ9-Y/TkletjpXnGI/AAAAAAAABxM/Y_2sXlD1NEY/s1600/runningwiththehorses.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Wn_jzHQ9-Y/TkletjpXnGI/AAAAAAAABxM/Y_2sXlD1NEY/s200/runningwiththehorses.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641144145014135906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Running with the Horses&lt;/span&gt;, written and illustrated by Australian author Alison Lester, is a wonderful book that tells the story of Nina and an old cab horse named Zelda, and takes place in Austria during the 2nd world war. The story is alive with excitement and danger as the terrible images of war loom closer and closer to home, and young Nina has to flee over the mountains with her father. They are attempting to rescue some Lipizzaner stallions from the riding school with the help of their friend Karl. The old cab horse grows weary and seems unlikely to be able to continue, but as the story unfolds, we see that she is vital to the rescue mission.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Running with the Horses&lt;/span&gt; is a beautiful and inspirational story for readers of all ages. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780735840027"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-8816145894842321419?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8816145894842321419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/running-with-horses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8816145894842321419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8816145894842321419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/running-with-horses.html' title='Running with the Horses'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Wn_jzHQ9-Y/TkletjpXnGI/AAAAAAAABxM/Y_2sXlD1NEY/s72-c/runningwiththehorses.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-8875467164247591755</id><published>2011-08-04T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T09:00:27.685-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought provoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Moon Rabbit and Brown Rabbit in the City</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-naKTH10vPD0/TjlfuHkby6I/AAAAAAAABws/PlyT8KbAwh0/s1600/moonrabbit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-naKTH10vPD0/TjlfuHkby6I/AAAAAAAABws/PlyT8KbAwh0/s200/moonrabbit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636641654541372322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Natalie Russell, a talented artist from Scotland, was inspired by the rabbits that happily live on the hillsides next the railway station in her hometown, to create &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moon Rabbit&lt;/span&gt;, a beautiful story about Little Rabbit, a big city rabbit who has grown disenchanted with city life. Yes, the city can be wonderful, with so many things to see and do, but even surrounded by the hustle and bustle, she grows lonely. She looks up at the moon at night, and wonders if there's another rabbit out there, a rabbit she could laugh with. Someone like her. One day, while relaxing in the park, she meets Brown Rabbit, a charming rabbit who lives in the park. They dance together, and listen to each other's stories, and have fun together. They become very good friends. But the city is Little Rabbit's home, and she must return. Brown Rabbit says goodbye, but not for long... &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780670011704"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R0-CbjIo3aQ/TjlhBbvV0SI/AAAAAAAABw0/C7LYcSlEGKM/s1600/brownrabbitinthecity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 167px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R0-CbjIo3aQ/TjlhBbvV0SI/AAAAAAAABw0/C7LYcSlEGKM/s200/brownrabbitinthecity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636643085884969250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because he is visiting her the very next day! In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brown Rabbit in the City&lt;/span&gt; Little Rabbit can't wait to show Brown Rabbit all the sights and sounds of the busy city. They must have carrot cake at her favorite cafe, and visit her favorite art gallery, and go into all her favorite shops. "Hurry up!" she says as they race across the street, to catch a train, to go to a party. Little Rabbit wants to go dancing, but all Brown Rabbit wants is a quiet moment for the two of them to catch up. "I came to see you, not the city," he tells her. From then on they stroll together, and spend time in quiet gardens. It is obvious this is a friendship that will last and last! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780670012343"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-8875467164247591755?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8875467164247591755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/moon-rabbit-and-brown-rabbit-in-city.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8875467164247591755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8875467164247591755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/moon-rabbit-and-brown-rabbit-in-city.html' title='Moon Rabbit and Brown Rabbit in the City'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-naKTH10vPD0/TjlfuHkby6I/AAAAAAAABws/PlyT8KbAwh0/s72-c/moonrabbit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-3363513749071653019</id><published>2011-08-02T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T09:00:06.351-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought provoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Monday Is One Day</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OwwOqqUYLuY/TjMEB9AscTI/AAAAAAAABwM/qbsZvdkRH1A/s1600/mondayisoneday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OwwOqqUYLuY/TjMEB9AscTI/AAAAAAAABwM/qbsZvdkRH1A/s200/mondayisoneday.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634851990374478130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monday can be the worst day of the week for families with young children. It's the day caregivers must go back to work, after spending the whole weekend with their little ones. But saying goodbye before work doesn't have to be so sad. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monday Is One Day&lt;/span&gt; by Arthur A. Levine, with illustrations by Julian Hector, is a book especially for grown ups to read to the children they take care of as they head off for another week on the job. Every day is given a special way to send someone off to their job: you can snuggle with dad, or help him pick out his tie! You can stomp in puddles with mom, or give her raspberries on the nose! The book features many diverse families caring for one another: single parents, same-sex parents, and grandparents are all featured. It also features diverse locations: cities, suburbs, and farms! Because the love of one's family is universal. Reading this book to your child is a wonderful way to say "Monday through Sunday, the whole week through, each day I count the ways I love to be with you!" &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780439789240"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-3363513749071653019?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3363513749071653019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/monday-is-one-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3363513749071653019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3363513749071653019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/monday-is-one-day.html' title='Monday Is One Day'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OwwOqqUYLuY/TjMEB9AscTI/AAAAAAAABwM/qbsZvdkRH1A/s72-c/mondayisoneday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-8954472270909371094</id><published>2011-08-01T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T09:00:05.266-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinosaurs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>Dinosaurs Love Underpants</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Amanda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rUECSp4UCPE/TjMBoxG0X3I/AAAAAAAABwE/77ijA0fg1O8/s1600/dinoslovepants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rUECSp4UCPE/TjMBoxG0X3I/AAAAAAAABwE/77ijA0fg1O8/s200/dinoslovepants.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634849358658953074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you ever wondered what happened to all the dinosaurs?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dinosaurs Love Underpants&lt;/span&gt; by Claire Freeman and Ben Cort solves the mystery… the Mighty Underpants War! Long ago, cavemen felt embarrassed about being nude, so they made underpants. When the T. Rex saw the underpants, he wanted some right away. He tried to steal the caveman’s underpants, but they didn’t quite fit. The Triceratops, Styracosauras, Stegosaurus, and the Diplodocus all wanted underpants too, so they stole the cavemen’s underpants, and tried to make some of their own. But no matter what they did, there just wasn’t enough underpants for all the dinos to enjoy. The dinos were undies crazy, and the cavemen didn’t know what to do. Until one night, the dinos fought, and tugged, and tore the underpants to bits, and in all the crazy fighting all the dinos were wiped out! Can you believe that underpants saved mankind? This book makes me giggle every time I read it. Its adorable rhymes, colorful illustrations, and absurd explanation of how dinosaurs became extinct is a great read that tickles your funny bone no matter how old you are! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781416989387"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-8954472270909371094?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8954472270909371094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/dinosaurs-love-underpants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8954472270909371094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8954472270909371094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/dinosaurs-love-underpants.html' title='Dinosaurs Love Underpants'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rUECSp4UCPE/TjMBoxG0X3I/AAAAAAAABwE/77ijA0fg1O8/s72-c/dinoslovepants.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-2075711567099868279</id><published>2011-07-28T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T09:00:16.385-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>How to Hug</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Brenda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fV__dNF4n34/TjA4hfL-uwI/AAAAAAAABvk/gk0fVL0nQTc/s1600/howtohug.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 167px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fV__dNF4n34/TjA4hfL-uwI/AAAAAAAABvk/gk0fVL0nQTc/s200/howtohug.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634065281799076610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aren’t hugs great?! They’re just wonderful, but they can be tricky. It’s important to know how to hug in any situation. You don’t want to hug someone too tightly. Oh, no! And you certainly don’t want to hug and run. Or freeze up. Or even get stuck in a hug! This book, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How to Hug &lt;/span&gt;by MaryAnn MacDonald, gives us great advice on how to give the perfect hug. For instance, if you find yourself wanting to give someone who is angry a hug, wait! You don’t want to rush this one. You will find that it’s better, for everyone involved, to give the angry person a little time and space. And you can always try again later. The illustrator, Jana Christy, uses colorful animals with such cute expressions you can imagine just what they’re thinking. However, the ostrich’s expression is hidden in the sand. Sometimes, friends are too shy to hug. And that’s okay, too. Happy Hugging!! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780761458043"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-2075711567099868279?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2075711567099868279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-to-hug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/2075711567099868279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/2075711567099868279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-to-hug.html' title='How to Hug'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fV__dNF4n34/TjA4hfL-uwI/AAAAAAAABvk/gk0fVL0nQTc/s72-c/howtohug.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-2987507641865693337</id><published>2011-07-25T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T09:00:02.740-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interactive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colors'/><title type='text'>Press Here</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Catherine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AAxkvUky-PI/Tihg6onzhNI/AAAAAAAABvU/wrco4VjDNg4/s1600/presshere.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 167px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AAxkvUky-PI/Tihg6onzhNI/AAAAAAAABvU/wrco4VjDNg4/s200/presshere.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631857894479856850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Press Here&lt;/span&gt; by Henré  Tullet. When I was little, I always loved books that kept me involved. They could be the complicated ones that had buttons to push that made music, or fuzzy pages to represent bunny fur. Or it could be the “I Like to Help Mommy” book in which my mother would replace the main character’s name with my own so I could pretend it was about me! Henré Tullet’s new book, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Press Here&lt;/span&gt;, is a fantastic interactive picture book that will stimulate the imagination of kids and adults! The book opens simply with a yellow dot and the direction to “press here and turn the page.”  Where most books that give you this direction would make noise or light up, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Press Here&lt;/span&gt; is different. The following page displays two dots with the text “Great! Now press the yellow dot again.” Instead of lighting up, this book engages the imagination of the person reading it. Each page follows the same pattern, showing a new illustration with a new set of directions.  At first glance this may not seem all that engaging, but the simple directions and bright colors truly capture the attention of whoever is reading it. Adults and children alike will be mesmerized by this book. Don’t be surprised to find yourself pressing, turning, shaking, and following whatever other directions you find inside. Check out this book and press here! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780811879545"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-2987507641865693337?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2987507641865693337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/press-here.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/2987507641865693337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/2987507641865693337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/press-here.html' title='Press Here'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AAxkvUky-PI/Tihg6onzhNI/AAAAAAAABvU/wrco4VjDNg4/s72-c/presshere.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-6337625240151832573</id><published>2011-07-22T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T09:00:01.373-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being different'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jobs'/><title type='text'>Wink the Ninja Who Wanted to Be Noticed</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Allana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oVfJIM3Zq2g/TiX92fw_6MI/AAAAAAAABuQ/TX0JouIwthQ/s1600/winktheninja.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oVfJIM3Zq2g/TiX92fw_6MI/AAAAAAAABuQ/TX0JouIwthQ/s200/winktheninja.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631186021778450626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wink the Ninja Who Wanted to Be Noticed&lt;/span&gt;  by J.C. Phillips. “It was the happiest day of Wink’s life when he was  accepted to the Summer Moon School for young ninjas.” “Silence is the  weapon of the ninja” Master Zutsu said, so “Look at me!” are not the  words you’d expect to come out of a young ninja in training’s mouth!  Wink, however is different. He is the flamboyant, attention seeking  ninja. He likes bright colors and loud noises. “The blossom that flaunts  its color is soon plucked” says the irritated Master Zutsu. The story  continues as the frustrated ninja begins to realize he missed his  calling, and is finally rewarded in a way that suits his personality and  talents. A great read for young school aged and an excellent read-to-me  for pre-school children. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780670010929"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-6337625240151832573?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6337625240151832573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/wink-ninja-who-wanted-to-be-noticed_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/6337625240151832573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/6337625240151832573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/wink-ninja-who-wanted-to-be-noticed_22.html' title='Wink the Ninja Who Wanted to Be Noticed'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oVfJIM3Zq2g/TiX92fw_6MI/AAAAAAAABuQ/TX0JouIwthQ/s72-c/winktheninja.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1450584603500595062</id><published>2011-07-21T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T09:00:02.890-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>The Loudest Roar</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Jill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2sq4ouJtW1I/TiX8urlbW6I/AAAAAAAABuI/P-rJ8EoReKQ/s1600/loudestroar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2sq4ouJtW1I/TiX8urlbW6I/AAAAAAAABuI/P-rJ8EoReKQ/s200/loudestroar.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631184788000562082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Loudest Roar &lt;/span&gt;by Thomas Taylor. Clovis is a tiny young tiger with a very loud roar, and he’s proud of it! So proud, in fact, that he wants all the other animals in the jungle to know that he’s the "fiercest, most roaringest tiger in the whole wide world." Clovis spends his time sneaking up on other creatures so that he can jump out and scare them with his loud ROAR!!!! He chases the parrots from their fruit tree, startles the wildebeest out of their swamp, and even sends the mighty elephants stampeding across the plains. It’s all a lot of fun for a little tiger, but the other animals are getting fed up. Finally, the monkey hatches a plan, and everyone in the jungle helps to teach Clovis a lesson he won’t soon forget. But can the fiercest, most roaringest tiger really change his ways? Your young tigers will love to roar out loud along with Clovis in this simple story that’s just right for preschoolers. Thomas Taylor’s lush full-spread illustrations perfectly capture Clovis’ sneaky ways and the startled animals’ priceless expressions. This is a terrific read-aloud for groups, or just to enjoy with your own little tiger. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=043950130X"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-1450584603500595062?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1450584603500595062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/loudest-roar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1450584603500595062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1450584603500595062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/loudest-roar.html' title='The Loudest Roar'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2sq4ouJtW1I/TiX8urlbW6I/AAAAAAAABuI/P-rJ8EoReKQ/s72-c/loudestroar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-8276512768322307064</id><published>2011-07-20T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T09:00:19.380-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mythical creatures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>Sylvia and Bird</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-akGO74a_gf8/Th39GT_uzEI/AAAAAAAABuA/UQixvBEIebk/s1600/sylviaandbird.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 159px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-akGO74a_gf8/Th39GT_uzEI/AAAAAAAABuA/UQixvBEIebk/s200/sylviaandbird.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628933394171612226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was immediately struck by the illustrations in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sylvia and Bird&lt;/span&gt; by Catherine Rayner, and had to pick if up and read it as soon as I saw it. It really pulled at my heart-strings! It's the story of a dragon named Sylvia. She is beautiful, and lives in a beautiful home, but she is the only dragon she knows of, possibly the only dragon in the world, and this makes her feel very lonely. One day she meets Bird, and they become best friends. They spend lots of time having fun together, but when Bird goes to "chit-chatter" with her bird friends, Sylvia is sad again. Bird wants to help Sylvia find other dragons, but they soon realize all they really need is each other. This is a sweet story about the power of friendship to cross boundaries, and overcome obstacles. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781561486618"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-8276512768322307064?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8276512768322307064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/sylvia-and-bird.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8276512768322307064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8276512768322307064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/sylvia-and-bird.html' title='Sylvia and Bird'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-akGO74a_gf8/Th39GT_uzEI/AAAAAAAABuA/UQixvBEIebk/s72-c/sylviaandbird.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-6327326919343234738</id><published>2011-07-19T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T09:00:12.054-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mo willems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought provoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Should I Share My Ice Cream?</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Amanda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iM6Pqg4tz_M/Th3mjjxYNXI/AAAAAAAABt4/nEQ-yfApaOk/s1600/shouldisharemyicecream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iM6Pqg4tz_M/Th3mjjxYNXI/AAAAAAAABt4/nEQ-yfApaOk/s200/shouldisharemyicecream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628908607855146354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Should I Share My Ice Cream&lt;/span&gt; is the newest edition to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Elephant and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Piggie&lt;/span&gt; series by Mo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Willems&lt;/span&gt; (and, in my humble opinion, the best in that series so far). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Willems&lt;/span&gt; tells a story of two friends, one ice cream cone, and a big decision! On a hot day, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gerald&lt;/span&gt; buys an ice cream cone, but, in his excitement and love of ice cream, he forgets that his best friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Piggie&lt;/span&gt;, would want an ice cream cone too, and he does not buy her one. This brings &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Gerald&lt;/span&gt; to the troubling question: “Should I share my ice cream?” &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Gerald&lt;/span&gt; has a huge battle with himself about sharing his awesome and cool ice cream cone with his best friend. He thinks of reasons why he should and should not share. Perhaps she does not like the flavor, then it would be wrong to share a flavor she does not like with her. Or she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t know that he has ice cream, so maybe he should eat it before she can see it. Finally, he decides that it would make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Piggie&lt;/span&gt; happy if he shared his ice cream with her, and he goes off in search of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Piggie&lt;/span&gt; determined to share his… &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;! The ice cream has melted while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Gerald&lt;/span&gt; was making up his mind! Just then, when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Gerald&lt;/span&gt; is sad that both he and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Piggie&lt;/span&gt; will not get to have any of his ice cream, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Piggie&lt;/span&gt; shows up with an ice cream, and shares it with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Gerald&lt;/span&gt;! After all, that is what friends are for. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t you share your ice cream with a friend? &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781423143437"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-6327326919343234738?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6327326919343234738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/should-i-share-my-ice-cream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/6327326919343234738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/6327326919343234738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/should-i-share-my-ice-cream.html' title='Should I Share My Ice Cream?'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iM6Pqg4tz_M/Th3mjjxYNXI/AAAAAAAABt4/nEQ-yfApaOk/s72-c/shouldisharemyicecream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-4616801809862505722</id><published>2011-07-18T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T09:00:05.534-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foreign culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='counting'/><title type='text'>Ten Little Puppies/Diez perritos</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Janis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9xba42XLr9s/Th3k2hQeNbI/AAAAAAAABtw/Bzk_6RPUH9Y/s1600/tenlittlepuppies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9xba42XLr9s/Th3k2hQeNbI/AAAAAAAABtw/Bzk_6RPUH9Y/s200/tenlittlepuppies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628906734574515634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ten Little Puppies/Diez perritos&lt;/span&gt; by Alma Flor Ada, F. Isabel Campoy and Ulises Wensell. This is one of the famous counting rhymes in Spanish folklore. Ten puppies start the story, and they decrease one by one with each turn of the page. One vanishes in the snow, at the fireworks, in a new home, and other places, until only one puppy stays with the little girl. The realistic images capture the spontaneous, playful, and affectionate nature of the puppies. The text can be sung or spoken in Spanish or English. The English translation is well done, and maintains the story's authenticity while accurately reflecting the original poem. In the back of the book there is music for the song, and also guitar chords. The large illustrations will make this a favorite for story times, as well as an excellent source in helping children to develop pre-reading skills. It also introduces children to early math concepts such as addition and subtraction.&lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780061470431"&gt; See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-4616801809862505722?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4616801809862505722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/ten-little-puppiesdiez-perritos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/4616801809862505722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/4616801809862505722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/ten-little-puppiesdiez-perritos.html' title='Ten Little Puppies/Diez perritos'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9xba42XLr9s/Th3k2hQeNbI/AAAAAAAABtw/Bzk_6RPUH9Y/s72-c/tenlittlepuppies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-4681563193327450628</id><published>2011-07-15T09:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T09:00:05.206-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity author'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Dream Big Little Pig</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Carol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WpzYu9QrmN0/Th3jNrIoQqI/AAAAAAAABto/a-OtcK7wua0/s1600/dreambiglittlepig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WpzYu9QrmN0/Th3jNrIoQqI/AAAAAAAABto/a-OtcK7wua0/s200/dreambiglittlepig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628904933339710114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dream Big Little Pig&lt;/span&gt; by Kristi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yamaguchi&lt;/span&gt; is a book about a pig named Poppy. Poppy was a pig who loved to dream and she dreamed big. She wanted to be a big star. Poppy tried everything. She thought she would try dancing. Maybe she could be a ballerina. But Poppy was very clumsy. Dancing was not for her. Poppy's family told her to dream big, and always follow her dreams, so Poppy decided to try out singing. She always wanted to be a singer, but Poppy couldn't carry a tune. Still her family and friends always believed in her, and continued to tell her to follow her dreams and dream big. She decided to keep trying. She had always wanted to be a supermodel. But Poppy wasn't the model type. She even tripped on her gown. Modeling just wasn't for her. She was about to give up when she remembered what her family said: "Just follow your heart and remember, we love you no matter what." And so she decided to try ice skating. She slipped and fell, but she didn't give up. She was a persistent pig. Poppy learned to do all kinds of tricks, and she finally felt like a star. This is a cute story with a message. It shows how you should always believe in yourself and follow your dreams. What will Poppy try next? Whatever she decides, she will never stop dreaming. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781402252754"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-4681563193327450628?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4681563193327450628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/dream-big-little-pig.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/4681563193327450628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/4681563193327450628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/dream-big-little-pig.html' title='Dream Big Little Pig'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WpzYu9QrmN0/Th3jNrIoQqI/AAAAAAAABto/a-OtcK7wua0/s72-c/dreambiglittlepig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-3999674225812906350</id><published>2011-07-14T09:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T09:00:00.825-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>The View at the Zoo</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tammy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_tV1w6kBbo/Th3hRFDlUmI/AAAAAAAABtg/UVVvPQBD3Oo/s1600/viewatthezoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 157px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_tV1w6kBbo/Th3hRFDlUmI/AAAAAAAABtg/UVVvPQBD3Oo/s200/viewatthezoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628902792814219874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The View at the Zoo&lt;/span&gt; by Kathleen Long Bostrom, illustrated by Guy Francis. As opening time approaches, the zookeeper makes his rounds, seeing that the animals are ready for the day. He orders the monkeys from the trees, lion to comb his hair, giraffes to stand straight, elephant to wipe his nose, and flamingos on their toes. Once the animals are in place, he opens the gate for a day of fun. As you turn the pages you’ll discover many funny things taking place at the zoo. But who is talking about whom? If you look closely you may discover a clever monkey with a borrowed hat, and a bald zookeeper on each page. Sun is setting in the sky. Everybody, say goodbye! In the end you’ll find that the humans were putting on a show for the animals. On the last page the zookeeper finally gets his hat back from a now sleepy monkey. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780824956295"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-3999674225812906350?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3999674225812906350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/view-at-zoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3999674225812906350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3999674225812906350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/view-at-zoo.html' title='The View at the Zoo'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_tV1w6kBbo/Th3hRFDlUmI/AAAAAAAABtg/UVVvPQBD3Oo/s72-c/viewatthezoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-3225491049002540896</id><published>2011-07-01T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T09:00:02.914-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Because I Am Your Daddy</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Sue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LDab12ZQRo0/TgzD1JAPppI/AAAAAAAABr4/EmwatWUE0P0/s1600/becauseiamyourdaddy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LDab12ZQRo0/TgzD1JAPppI/AAAAAAAABr4/EmwatWUE0P0/s200/becauseiamyourdaddy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624085352396334738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because I Am Your Daddy&lt;/span&gt; by Sherry North. This story in rhyme, illustrated by Marcellus Hall, shows us many ways a dad can show his love for his child. “If I were a pilot, I would fly you to school.” “If I were a carpenter, I would use my saw and drill.” Or “If I were a musher, we would glide the arctic snow.”  These and other examples of a daddy's love for his child are depicted in the full page, colorful illustrations, showing a dark haired little girl and her daddy doing all the things he is saying he would do if he were any of these occupations. Whether extreme, or far out, a Martian, or wizard, a daddy would do them, because he is your daddy, and a daddy would do anything for you. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780810983922"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-3225491049002540896?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3225491049002540896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/because-i-am-your-daddy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3225491049002540896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3225491049002540896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/because-i-am-your-daddy.html' title='Because I Am Your Daddy'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LDab12ZQRo0/TgzD1JAPppI/AAAAAAAABr4/EmwatWUE0P0/s72-c/becauseiamyourdaddy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-9143718088592544571</id><published>2011-06-30T14:11:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T14:37:06.761-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pirates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><title type='text'>My Life as a Chicken</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tammy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Wj3Utwjf8A/Tgy9EXxdATI/AAAAAAAABrw/uYc9w2jeQKc/s1600/mylifeasaschicken.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 155px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Wj3Utwjf8A/Tgy9EXxdATI/AAAAAAAABrw/uYc9w2jeQKc/s200/mylifeasaschicken.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624077917477470514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Life as a Chicken&lt;/span&gt; by Ellen A. Kelley, with pictures by Michael Slack. Pauline Poulet, a clever chicken, decides to escape from her nest after hearing the farmer discussing “Chicken Pie.” She escapes out the gate into the woods, where she is confronted by a fox, and hides inside a log. The log rolls down a hill, spilling Pauline into the water, where she’s picked up by pirates! She soon finds the captain wants her for dinner, and escapes the ship by stealing the captain’s hat and making a raft. This doesn’t last long, as the waves toss her about, landing her in a hot air balloon basket! All along Pauline is wondering will she ever find a home, as she finds herself in one bad situation after another. Finally, Pauline finds a new home in a petting zoo, where she has new friends and feels safe. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780152053062"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-9143718088592544571?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9143718088592544571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-life-as-chicken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/9143718088592544571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/9143718088592544571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-life-as-chicken.html' title='My Life as a Chicken'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Wj3Utwjf8A/Tgy9EXxdATI/AAAAAAAABrw/uYc9w2jeQKc/s72-c/mylifeasaschicken.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-9035448238822058480</id><published>2011-06-24T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T09:00:00.834-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being different'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Little By Little</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Allana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JmeU6huzPx8/TgIlI6UoXXI/AAAAAAAABrQ/WDN5Xd6JwM4/s1600/littlebylittle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JmeU6huzPx8/TgIlI6UoXXI/AAAAAAAABrQ/WDN5Xd6JwM4/s200/littlebylittle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621096119936769394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Little By Little&lt;/span&gt; by Amber Stewart and Layn Marlow. “Otto was making a list. An I CAN DO list and an I CAN’T DO list.” There isn’t anything much cuter than a story about an otter learning to swim. Otto is very good at most things but, because he hasn’t learned to swim yet, he feels left out, and unable to keep up with his friends. This wonderfully told and illustrated story is fun, precious, and inspirational to both kids and parents. A story about starting small and finishing big, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Little By Little &lt;/span&gt;will entertain children of pre-school and lower grade levels, and give that tingly, feel-good feeling to anyone who reads it. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780545061636"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-9035448238822058480?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9035448238822058480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-by-little.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/9035448238822058480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/9035448238822058480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-by-little.html' title='Little By Little'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JmeU6huzPx8/TgIlI6UoXXI/AAAAAAAABrQ/WDN5Xd6JwM4/s72-c/littlebylittle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-8557539580324857257</id><published>2011-06-23T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T09:00:01.446-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that go'/><title type='text'>Off Go Their Engines, Off Go Their Lights</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Jill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lT0eAqthhF4/TgIjM4hDkTI/AAAAAAAABrI/2T9YUyQdLYw/s1600/offgotheirengines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lT0eAqthhF4/TgIjM4hDkTI/AAAAAAAABrI/2T9YUyQdLYw/s200/offgotheirengines.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621093989148234034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Off Go Their Engines, Off Go Their Lights&lt;/span&gt; by Janice Milusich, illustrated by David Gordon. The sun is setting in the city as the yellow taxi picks up its last pair of passengers. As they make their way through the streets, the taxi and the people inside pass other hardworking vehicles at the end of their long day. A red pumper truck at the fire station is being cleaned and dried for the night: “Off goes its engine. Click. Off go its lights.” A green dump truck has finished a hard day of hauling. A brown delivery truck has made countless stops. A black and white police car has patrolled and kept the city safe all day. A blue ice cream truck has made countless people smile. One by one, each vehicle is shut down for the night: “Off goes its engine. Click. Off go its lights.” Janice Milusich’s gently repetitive refrain is perfect for settling down at day's end, and David Gordon’s delightfully personified illustrations contrast the vehicles’ hardworking days with their sleepy preparations for a well-earned rest. Your little future mechanics will demand this roadworthy bedtime book again and again. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780525479406"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-8557539580324857257?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8557539580324857257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/off-go-their-engines-off-go-their.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8557539580324857257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8557539580324857257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/off-go-their-engines-off-go-their.html' title='Off Go Their Engines, Off Go Their Lights'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lT0eAqthhF4/TgIjM4hDkTI/AAAAAAAABrI/2T9YUyQdLYw/s72-c/offgotheirengines.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1616190715962494976</id><published>2011-06-20T09:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T09:00:14.828-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought provoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>A Ball for Daisy</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Janis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wnk49WirK2g/TffSeyncobI/AAAAAAAABqQ/TmLjGO12Rqc/s1600/ballfordaisy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wnk49WirK2g/TffSeyncobI/AAAAAAAABqQ/TmLjGO12Rqc/s200/ballfordaisy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618190486593118642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Ball for Daisy&lt;/span&gt; by Christopher Raschka. Daisy is a puppy who loves her ball. She loves playing with it, and when one day her owner takes her to the park, Daisy brings her ball. A much bigger dog and Daisy are playing with the ball and the ball pops! Daisy is heartbroken. The illustrations indicate Daisy is very sad. This is all about Daisy, since we only see her owner's face at the very end. It's a feel-good ending when Daisy goes back to the park only to meet up with the same dog and her owner. The good news is that they have brought a new ball to play with, and Daisy gets to take it home! This book teaches a good lesson about taking care of other people’s toys. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780375858611"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-1616190715962494976?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1616190715962494976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/ball-for-daisy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1616190715962494976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1616190715962494976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/ball-for-daisy.html' title='A Ball for Daisy'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wnk49WirK2g/TffSeyncobI/AAAAAAAABqQ/TmLjGO12Rqc/s72-c/ballfordaisy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1911978581064115170</id><published>2011-06-17T09:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T09:00:02.703-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought provoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Sue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mkvEkcjEbo/TfZncpnxgbI/AAAAAAAABqI/fgdahm3b3Yo/s1600/80957187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 165px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mkvEkcjEbo/TfZncpnxgbI/AAAAAAAABqI/fgdahm3b3Yo/s200/80957187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617791327097946546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friends: True Stories of Extraordinary Animal Friendships&lt;/span&gt; by Catherine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Thimmesh&lt;/span&gt;. Some of the most unexpected and surprising friendships can be found among animals. In this true, extraordinary book some very different animals become incredible friends, even though they are so very different in every way, and in all sizes. Each page gives young readers a verse describing the friends pictured, such as an orangutan and a cat, a mouse and a frog, a cheetah cub and a pup, a baby badger and baby fox, and more. Each featured set of friends is also accompanied by a description of how their unusual friendship came to be. Many talented photographers were able to capture the truth and beauty of these animals at just the right moment. Animals from around the world show us how friendships can happen no matter what differences there are between them. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780547390109"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-1911978581064115170?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1911978581064115170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1911978581064115170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1911978581064115170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mkvEkcjEbo/TfZncpnxgbI/AAAAAAAABqI/fgdahm3b3Yo/s72-c/80957187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-2961554335950504024</id><published>2011-06-16T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T09:00:03.088-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tough stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being different'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Saving Audie</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KKSCxObeH2o/TfIiLuLyyoI/AAAAAAAABpY/SBx1OmJ6AiA/s1600/savingaudie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KKSCxObeH2o/TfIiLuLyyoI/AAAAAAAABpY/SBx1OmJ6AiA/s200/savingaudie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616589270055832194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saving Audie: A Pit Bull Puppy Gets a Second Chance&lt;/span&gt; by Dorothy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hinshaw&lt;/span&gt; Patent, with photos by William &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Muñoz&lt;/span&gt;, is the inspirational true story of one of the dogs rescued from Bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Newz&lt;/span&gt; Kennels, Michael Vick's dog-fighting outfit that was shut down in 2007. Typically dogs held for evidence in court are put to sleep after the trial is over. Luckily, several animal rights organizations banded together to save the "Vick dogs." One of those dogs was a black pit bull puppy, eventually named Audie. Audie was able to be cleaned up, trained, and adopted! He had some knee problems, but was able to get surgery, and now does agility training. And he didn't trust people at first, but now he has lots of friends--people, and other dogs! The book also has an informative section in the back, with facts about pit bulls and the Michael Vick case. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saving Audie &lt;/span&gt;is a wonderful book about overcoming adversity to become the best you can be! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780802722720"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt; or read more about Audie at the &lt;a href="http://vickdogsblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vick Dog Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-2961554335950504024?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2961554335950504024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/saving-audie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/2961554335950504024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/2961554335950504024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/saving-audie.html' title='Saving Audie'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KKSCxObeH2o/TfIiLuLyyoI/AAAAAAAABpY/SBx1OmJ6AiA/s72-c/savingaudie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1062176223042788116</id><published>2011-06-15T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T09:00:12.545-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interactive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The Odd Egg</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Brenda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aSilNl3ZhRU/TfEItbsw2nI/AAAAAAAABpQ/Lrt_hnM3BT0/s1600/oddegg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aSilNl3ZhRU/TfEItbsw2nI/AAAAAAAABpQ/Lrt_hnM3BT0/s200/oddegg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616279786930362994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Odd Egg&lt;/span&gt; by Emily Gravett is a fun, interactive book, with delightful illustrations, and witty little snippets of animal dialog. Poor Duck is the only bird who doesn’t have an egg to hatch. All of the other birds have eggs to hatch. But then, all of a sudden, Duck finds an egg of his own! This egg is perfect! It’s huge. It’s huge, and white. It’s huge, white, and covered with green speckles! It’s the most beautiful egg in the whole, wide world! That’s not what the other birds think, though. They laugh at his egg. They tell him that it will never hatch. They are not very nice to poor Duck. Using cleverly cut pages, the hatching of all the eggs unfolds. All but Duck’s egg. Duck waits, and waits, and waits. Then one day, there’s creaking, and there’s cracking, and out pops a... well, you’ll just have to read this book for yourself to find out (but I sure wouldn’t make fun of someone else’s egg if I were you)! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781416968726"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-1062176223042788116?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1062176223042788116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/odd-egg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1062176223042788116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1062176223042788116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/odd-egg.html' title='The Odd Egg'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aSilNl3ZhRU/TfEItbsw2nI/AAAAAAAABpQ/Lrt_hnM3BT0/s72-c/oddegg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-3398465193281131454</id><published>2011-06-14T09:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T09:00:09.865-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Little Owl Lost</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Carol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jkSN-DCUVM0/TfEHKzmv33I/AAAAAAAABpI/7jfWI8Fm0ek/s1600/littleowllost.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jkSN-DCUVM0/TfEHKzmv33I/AAAAAAAABpI/7jfWI8Fm0ek/s200/littleowllost.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616278092540534642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Little Owl Lost&lt;/span&gt; by Chris Haughton is a story about a cute little owl who falls out of his nest while sleeping. Owl is lost, and is looking for his mommy. He stumbles across Squirrel, and Squirrel tries to help Owl search for his mommy. Owl describes his mommy. He says his mommy is very big, so Squirrel says he knows where his mommy is, and he brings Owl to Bear. "Here she is," says Squirrel. Owl of course says no, his mommy has pointy ears, so Squirrel brings him to Rabbit. "Here's your mommy," says Squirrel. Owl says no, his mommy has big eyes like his. Squirrel brings Owl to Frog. "Here she is," says Squirrel. Owl says "no" again. Will Owl every find his mommy?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Little Owl Lost&lt;/span&gt; is a cute and funny story about friendship. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780763650223"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-3398465193281131454?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3398465193281131454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-owl-lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3398465193281131454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3398465193281131454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-owl-lost.html' title='Little Owl Lost'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jkSN-DCUVM0/TfEHKzmv33I/AAAAAAAABpI/7jfWI8Fm0ek/s72-c/littleowllost.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-4409077690952054140</id><published>2011-06-13T09:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T09:00:12.792-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interactive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought provoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='counting'/><title type='text'>Counting Chickens</title><content type='html'>Submitted by special guest blogger Ms. Jen from the Lexington Park branch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OkfXI7_PrLU/TfEFYcDdHiI/AAAAAAAABpA/BhktfXcfTKs/s1600/countingchickens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OkfXI7_PrLU/TfEFYcDdHiI/AAAAAAAABpA/BhktfXcfTKs/s200/countingchickens.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616276127713402402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did you know mobiles were created back in 1954 in Denmark? The super stylish &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Counting Chickens&lt;/span&gt; by Harriet Ziefert, with mobiles by Flensted, showcases a unique art form, while inspiring counting fun, and paying close attention to the details. The cover has mobile cut-outs, and the pages are shiny, with illustrative mobiles that literally "pop" off the page. A creative take on a counting book, the pages have chickens, with eggs, fish, elephants, dolphins, boats, toucans, bats, cats, and more! Asking the listener things like "How many flying? How many standing? How many more? How many in all?" makes this an interactive reading experience! Easy to read, and fun, this book is great for all ages. It capitivates the audience with its bright colors and inquisitive format. Good for people both young and old, who love counting, crafting, and appreciate art in all forms! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781609050337"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-4409077690952054140?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4409077690952054140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/counting-chickens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/4409077690952054140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/4409077690952054140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/counting-chickens.html' title='Counting Chickens'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OkfXI7_PrLU/TfEFYcDdHiI/AAAAAAAABpA/BhktfXcfTKs/s72-c/countingchickens.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-3698524829352301672</id><published>2011-06-10T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T09:00:07.093-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='under the sea'/><title type='text'>I'm a Shark</title><content type='html'>Submitted by special guest blogger Ms. Jen from the Lexington Park branch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h4GfYlO4aQc/TfEDgvdQULI/AAAAAAAABo4/L9mFlui2T3M/s1600/imashark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h4GfYlO4aQc/TfEDgvdQULI/AAAAAAAABo4/L9mFlui2T3M/s200/imashark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616274071337586866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm a Shark&lt;/span&gt; by Bob Shea is awesome, beginning on page one, when you meet the awesomest shark ever! Because sharks are quite awesome, in case you didn't know. His sidekicks, a bright orange crab, and tiny yellow fish, cheerily wave him on. This super-brave shark goes on to list all the things he isn't afraid of--shots, scary movies, dinosaurs, the dark--with wit and style. The illustrations in this book are simple but fabulous. The illustrative style allows you to enjoy the lighthearted tone and the text. What's this shark afraid of? Nothing it seems... Scary squids? Bring them on! Bears? No problem! The dark? According to this awesome shark--"Dark heard I was coming and ran!" Kids will giggle with this book's silliness, but even the awesomest shark ever is afraid of something--spiders! However, he bravely claims that swimming away isn't scared, it's smart! This book is sure to become a favorite with everyone. If you want to read something truly awesome, check it out! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780061998461"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-3698524829352301672?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3698524829352301672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-shark_10.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3698524829352301672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/3698524829352301672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-shark_10.html' title='I&apos;m a Shark'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h4GfYlO4aQc/TfEDgvdQULI/AAAAAAAABo4/L9mFlui2T3M/s72-c/imashark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-5163973618839734110</id><published>2011-06-06T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T09:00:14.134-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Big Sister, Little Sister</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tess!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eDLtk87vUr0/Tej-I6dqqPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/B2T6A8LYWjw/s1600/bigsisterlittlesister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 139px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614016364603418866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eDLtk87vUr0/Tej-I6dqqPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/B2T6A8LYWjw/s200/bigsisterlittlesister.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Big Sister, Little Sister&lt;/em&gt; by LeUyen Pham is an adorable ode to sisterhood. In it we meet two girls, a big sister and little sister. The book is narrated by the little sister, who gives us the straight facts about the universal truths of sisterhood. For instance, the big sister "usually does things first" from losing teeth, to riding a bike, to going on dates. The big sister gets all the new clothes (the little sister gets hand-me-downs). The big sister always thinks she's right (but the little sister knows she is right). The big sister is good at a lot of things, like baking, and skating, and reading. But the little sister is good at things too, like dancing and painting! The big sister tells all the good stories (but the little sister gets to listen). It's very clear though that, despite their differences, these sisters love each other! This book would be great for any family with two girls in it, to celebrate their sisterhood! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=0786851821"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-5163973618839734110?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5163973618839734110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/big-sister-little-sister.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/5163973618839734110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/5163973618839734110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/big-sister-little-sister.html' title='Big Sister, Little Sister'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eDLtk87vUr0/Tej-I6dqqPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/B2T6A8LYWjw/s72-c/bigsisterlittlesister.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-6427586035206490357</id><published>2011-06-02T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T09:00:00.735-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Pika</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Amanda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hJWN_Q4Zakw/TdqmuTnzXQI/AAAAAAAABlI/fbcCSm50ZoE/s1600/pika.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 184px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hJWN_Q4Zakw/TdqmuTnzXQI/AAAAAAAABlI/fbcCSm50ZoE/s200/pika.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609979600314785026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pika: Life in the Rocks&lt;/span&gt; is an enjoyable story of the life cycle of the pika, a small animal that lives in the Rocky Mountains. The story is told with crisp, vibrant photographs, and short detailed sentences. The “rock rabbit” called a pika is a hard worker. Spring through fall he gathers and bundles his food for the winter, all the while hiding from weasels and hawks who prey on him, and warning off other pikas who might steal his food with a ferocious “Eeeeeep!” His hard work pays off as winter arrives and Pika is able to eat his fill. In the spring, before the snow melts, Pika calls for a mate, and starts a family, and the story begins again with the pika pups. The photographs are adorable right up until the very end! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781590788035"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-6427586035206490357?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6427586035206490357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/pika.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/6427586035206490357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/6427586035206490357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/pika.html' title='Pika'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hJWN_Q4Zakw/TdqmuTnzXQI/AAAAAAAABlI/fbcCSm50ZoE/s72-c/pika.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-7188145625177352422</id><published>2011-06-01T09:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T09:00:03.152-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being different'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='royalty'/><title type='text'>Ten Big Toes and a Prince's Nose</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Catherine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O-gq5l6P-3U/Tb2eo41zloI/AAAAAAAABjY/At3gF0FXYaY/s1600/tentoesandaprincesnose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O-gq5l6P-3U/Tb2eo41zloI/AAAAAAAABjY/At3gF0FXYaY/s200/tentoesandaprincesnose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601807936808785538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all know that in fairy tales princesses are supposed to be delicate and lovely, and princes are supposed to be handsome and refined. But what about a princess with gigantic feet, and a prince with a huge nose? Do these rather un-royal attributes make them any less majestic? In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ten Big Toes and a Prince’s Nose&lt;/span&gt; written by Nancy Gow, and illustrated by Stephen Constanza, we meet a big-footed princess and a large-nosed prince who just want to be appreciated for who they are instead of what they look like. Told in rhyme, we get to see our two heroic highnesses learn to be happy with who they are and even fall in love! With beautiful illustrations and delightful characters, this is a great book for anyone who has ever felt a little different. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781402763960"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-7188145625177352422?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7188145625177352422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/ten-big-toes-and-princes-nose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/7188145625177352422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/7188145625177352422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/ten-big-toes-and-princes-nose.html' title='Ten Big Toes and a Prince&apos;s Nose'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O-gq5l6P-3U/Tb2eo41zloI/AAAAAAAABjY/At3gF0FXYaY/s72-c/tentoesandaprincesnose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-8482506851373896911</id><published>2011-05-31T09:01:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T09:01:00.749-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyming'/><title type='text'>The Magic Hockey Stick</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Allana&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MRAUk0A_r5Y/Td5vPtmnMCI/AAAAAAAABmQ/hNnxIBrs-KY/s1600/magichockeystick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MRAUk0A_r5Y/Td5vPtmnMCI/AAAAAAAABmQ/hNnxIBrs-KY/s200/magichockeystick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611044501480484898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Magic Hockey Stick&lt;/span&gt; by Peter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Maloney&lt;/span&gt; and Felicia &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zekauskas&lt;/span&gt;. What really impressed me about this book is that it is told completely in rhyme, with almost perfect cadence, along with the fact that it refers to one of the greatest sportsmen the world has ever seen, playing, in my opinion, the best sport, ice hockey! The young lady narrator of this book goes on a scoring spree with her newly acquired hockey stick, meanwhile, Wayne Gretzky, the stick’s original owner, goes on a serious slump! This story will appeal to little sports fans but is a fun read for all. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=0803724764"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-8482506851373896911?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8482506851373896911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/magic-hockey-stick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8482506851373896911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/8482506851373896911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/magic-hockey-stick.html' title='The Magic Hockey Stick'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MRAUk0A_r5Y/Td5vPtmnMCI/AAAAAAAABmQ/hNnxIBrs-KY/s72-c/magichockeystick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-7501283586249126082</id><published>2011-05-31T09:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T09:00:06.577-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foreign culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true stories'/><title type='text'>The Goalie Mask and The Greatest Goal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Submitted by Ms. Allana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e1IM1egTVHA/Td5rI6NV2hI/AAAAAAAABl4/vFvteghFppQ/s1600/goaliemask.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 155px; float: left; height: 144px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611039986558556690" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e1IM1egTVHA/Td5rI6NV2hI/AAAAAAAABl4/vFvteghFppQ/s200/goaliemask.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Goalie Mask&lt;/span&gt; by Mike Leonetti, illustrated by Shayne Letain,  tells the true story of Jacques Plant who was a goaltender for the Montreal Canadiens during the 1950s, and who, due to a facial injury sustained while playing, was instrumental in changing the rules regarding masks. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=1551927039"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qYmOeYFGZb0/Td5r7wXxcSI/AAAAAAAABmA/7a7iy6rZ_AE/s1600/greatestgoal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qYmOeYFGZb0/Td5r7wXxcSI/AAAAAAAABmA/7a7iy6rZ_AE/s200/greatestgoal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611040860091281698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Greatest Goal&lt;/span&gt; by Mike Leonetti, illustrated by Sean Thompson,  is a wonderful retelling of a fantastic series played between Canada and the USSR back in 1972. The story is narrated by the young author who recalls vividly, the excitement and apprehension of the whole country. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=1551923181"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-7501283586249126082?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7501283586249126082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/goalie-mask-and-greatest-goal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/7501283586249126082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/7501283586249126082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/goalie-mask-and-greatest-goal.html' title='The Goalie Mask and The Greatest Goal'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e1IM1egTVHA/Td5rI6NV2hI/AAAAAAAABl4/vFvteghFppQ/s72-c/goaliemask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1830181801978582455</id><published>2011-05-27T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T09:00:02.409-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alphabet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>LMNO Peas</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Amanda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6msrpWCCYyc/TdqkGk5VVJI/AAAAAAAABlA/uiKG74eCZNg/s1600/lmnopeas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6msrpWCCYyc/TdqkGk5VVJI/AAAAAAAABlA/uiKG74eCZNg/s200/lmnopeas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609976718733694098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LMNO Peas&lt;/span&gt; by Keith Baker is an innovative concept book about the Alphabet Peas. Adorable peas work and play in the ABC’s. For each letter of the alphabet, the peas participate in vocations and activities that start with that letter. At the letter A, the peas are astronauts and artists, and then at B they are builders and bikers, and so on… oh, and of course at the letter P they are peas, and they are all unique! The peas are drawn around, and often-times incorporated with, the letter, creating an “I Spy” type feel to this book. It goes above and beyond most concept books by using the peas to tie the letters of the alphabet together with a flowing rhyme scheme that keeps all ages engaged. This book is a great way to engage kids with the alphabet! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781416991410"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-1830181801978582455?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1830181801978582455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/lmno-peas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1830181801978582455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1830181801978582455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/lmno-peas.html' title='LMNO Peas'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6msrpWCCYyc/TdqkGk5VVJI/AAAAAAAABlA/uiKG74eCZNg/s72-c/lmnopeas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-4885603153200454494</id><published>2011-05-26T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T09:00:13.296-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><title type='text'>Cat</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tammy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V0pQ6W5fUng/Tdqilp7RyAI/AAAAAAAABk4/DvRHWob4YtQ/s1600/cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V0pQ6W5fUng/Tdqilp7RyAI/AAAAAAAABk4/DvRHWob4YtQ/s200/cat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609975053636716546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cat&lt;/span&gt; by Mike Dumbleton. Join Cat on his afternoon adventure, and see just how dangerous and exhausting a cat’s life can be! The short, descriptive text, mixed with the supportive, detailed illustrations, makes this the perfect learning tool for beginning readers. Each character is introduced by a single word, followed by “Thank goodness for that!” Children will enjoy the facial expressions as Cat attempts to terrorize the neighbor’s dog, tangles with the garden sprinkler, escapes a tricycle accident, and enjoys some spilled milk. In the end, Cat finds a safe place to take a much needed nap. As cat settles down on his mat, his last words are “Thank goodness for that!” &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781933605739"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-4885603153200454494?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4885603153200454494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/cat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/4885603153200454494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/4885603153200454494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/cat.html' title='Cat'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V0pQ6W5fUng/Tdqilp7RyAI/AAAAAAAABk4/DvRHWob4YtQ/s72-c/cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-5556450336944960721</id><published>2011-05-25T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T09:00:10.973-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='go green'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true stories'/><title type='text'>My Friends the Flowers</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tammy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5vxs_fOgxo/Tdqfc25Yu5I/AAAAAAAABkw/dRGHShT4Gug/s1600/myfriendstheflowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5vxs_fOgxo/Tdqfc25Yu5I/AAAAAAAABkw/dRGHShT4Gug/s200/myfriendstheflowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609971603964738450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Friends the Flowers&lt;/span&gt; by William Lach. Follow along as a friend of the flowers introduces you to each of his unique flower friends. Some of his friends live in the country fields, suburban streets, or city towers. Each page displays one on his flower friends describing their characteristics or temperament. He visits with Marigold, who scares all the bugs, Sunflower, who is basking in the sun while an ant lays on his leaf sipping tea, and Snapdragon, who is spicy-sweet and eager to attack. As you meet each flower you’ll enjoy the bright colors and expressions shared by them and their bug friends. You may be surprised to learn the story is being told by a bumble bee! The glossary is organized in the order that the flowers appeared in the story. Each flower has a color photo along with the scientific name and formal name in parentheses. There are instructions for growing 3 different flower gardens: a Bug-Scaring garden, a Sun-Loving garden, or a Fast-Growing garden. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780810983977"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-5556450336944960721?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5556450336944960721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-friends-flowers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/5556450336944960721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/5556450336944960721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-friends-flowers.html' title='My Friends the Flowers'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5vxs_fOgxo/Tdqfc25Yu5I/AAAAAAAABkw/dRGHShT4Gug/s72-c/myfriendstheflowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-6929055251062710951</id><published>2011-05-24T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T09:00:08.933-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libraries or books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='go green'/><title type='text'>Pond Walk</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Janis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zn4ebRDQg-0/Tdqd1cybyhI/AAAAAAAABko/9bmHBNuwVKY/s1600/pondwalk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zn4ebRDQg-0/Tdqd1cybyhI/AAAAAAAABko/9bmHBNuwVKY/s200/pondwalk.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609969827429730834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pond Walk&lt;/span&gt; by Nancy Elizabeth Wallace. Buddy Bear and his mother spend a summer day at Pete’s Pond. Buddy hopes to spot a turtle. He draws many of the plants, bugs, and animals he sees at the pond. His mom takes a field guide book, and reads information about what they see at the pond. They see ducks and geese, a beetle, a frog, cattails, duckweed, water lilies, dragonflies, a salamander, and a pond skater. Buddy does see a turtle briefly, and also sees a cloud shaped like a turtle. The author/illustrator uses mixed-media collage illustrations (cut paper, photographs, and colored pencil) to make this book visually appealing. She even includes instructions to make a turtle out of a rock! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9780761458166"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-6929055251062710951?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6929055251062710951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/pond-walk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/6929055251062710951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/6929055251062710951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/pond-walk.html' title='Pond Walk'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zn4ebRDQg-0/Tdqd1cybyhI/AAAAAAAABko/9bmHBNuwVKY/s72-c/pondwalk.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-1973391980508975514</id><published>2011-05-17T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T09:00:14.861-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the farm'/><title type='text'>The Loopy Coop Hens</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Jill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7qGa02LBuCw/TchLd6zn2jI/AAAAAAAABj4/ihoBTSHFOxE/s1600/loopycoophens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604812713636649522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7qGa02LBuCw/TchLd6zn2jI/AAAAAAAABj4/ihoBTSHFOxE/s200/loopycoophens.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love chickens. I like to hear them cluck, and watch them strut around and peck. And I love books about chickens, so I have always adored the silly &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Minerva Louise&lt;/span&gt; books by Janet Morgan &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Stoeke&lt;/span&gt;. Now &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Stoeke&lt;/span&gt; has written a NEW book about silly chickens: &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;The Loopy Coop Hens&lt;/span&gt;! Midge, Pip, and Dot are hens who live on Loopy Coop Farm. They want to fly, but they don’t know how! The hens adore their rooster, Rooster Sam. He is tall, and handsome, and crows “cock-a-doodle-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doo&lt;/span&gt;!” every morning from the top of the barn roof. But Rooster Sam will not tell the hens how he flies up to the roof. Midge, Pip, and Dot decide that they will spy on Rooster Sam one morning, to learn his secret, so that they can fly too. And they do learn Rooster Sam’s secret, but it’s not at all what they expected! Will the hens ever learn to fly? Your little chicks will love this funny story, with its easy-to-read words and simple story line. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Stoeke&lt;/span&gt;’s colorful drawings perfectly capture the plump hens’ personalities, and their priceless expressions as they pursue their quest to fly. &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=loopy+coop+hens"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt; (and for more chicken silliness from Janet Morgan &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Stoeke&lt;/span&gt;, check out &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=minerva+louise+and+stoeke"&gt;her &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Minerva Louise&lt;/span&gt; series&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-1973391980508975514?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1973391980508975514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/loopy-coop-hens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1973391980508975514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/1973391980508975514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/loopy-coop-hens.html' title='The Loopy Coop Hens'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7qGa02LBuCw/TchLd6zn2jI/AAAAAAAABj4/ihoBTSHFOxE/s72-c/loopycoophens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319801705790620599.post-5172525735131066008</id><published>2011-05-16T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T10:03:13.558-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Say Hello to Zorro!</title><content type='html'>Submitted by Ms. Tess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b3O30BotItI/TcrUf8X1ukI/AAAAAAAABkI/fly0ZJvhzvk/s1600/sayhellotozorro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 171px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 167px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605526331463154242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b3O30BotItI/TcrUf8X1ukI/AAAAAAAABkI/fly0ZJvhzvk/s200/sayhellotozorro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am in love with &lt;em&gt;Say Hello to Zorro!&lt;/em&gt; by Carter Goodrich. Mainly because the dogs in in the story are such &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;quintessential&lt;/span&gt; canines, and remind me so much of my own furry friend (who is without question the boss of my house). Mister Bud has it pretty good. He has a schedule. There's wake up time, walk time, nap time, shift position and nap some more time, owner comes home so make a fuss time, watch a movie time, sleep time... And everyone sticks to the schedule. UNTIL! One day, during make a fuss time, there is a new dog: Zorro! And Zorro is bossy. And Mister Bud is grumpy. UNTIL! They discover they have the same schedule! And now nap time is more comfy, and make a fuss time is much more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;boisterous!&lt;/span&gt; Even movie time is more entertaining now that they are best friends. I heartily recommend this book to dog lovers young and old! &lt;a href="http://64.26.86.236/uhtbin/cgisirsi/x/0/0/5?searchdata1=9781416938934"&gt;See this book listed in our catalog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 97px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605533386022692386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Edl5iz4-AJM/Tcra6kp5piI/AAAAAAAABkg/wW-JzgHJ5B4/s400/librarydogapproved2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319801705790620599-5172525735131066008?l=latibookblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5172525735131066008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/say-hello-to-zorro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/5172525735131066008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319801705790620599/posts/default/5172525735131066008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latibookblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/say-hello-to-zorro.html' title='Say Hello to Zorro!'/><author><name>Tess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06329897606913642368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u73n-sgfjVs/To5WuNYXHRI/AAAAAAAAB24/ETogov2MOy8/s220/0032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b3O30BotItI/TcrUf8X1ukI/AAAAAAAABkI/fly0ZJvhzvk/s72-c/sayhellotozorro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
