Max and Ely are two little boys working hard to get the moon to stay in place. They send a rocket up to try to lasso it, they even try to scold it into submission. Each night the moon comes and goes, bringing closer the day that Ely must leave for the hospital.
Originally published in 1984, for the most part it holds up beautifully.
In these uncertain times, this book felt so grounding to me. The book is probably more suited towards the 3-8 year old crowd, but the words and illustrations were soothing enough and a great reminder to anyone, regardless of age that living in the moment, breathing, feeling, and finding your calm is not only a faint possibility, but within all of our grasp in one way or another.
This book is a celebration of all families in that it illustrates (pun intended) the commonality inherent in and shared by parents that actively parent and care for their children.
An interesting story about an important but not-talked-about-enough time in history, Summer of the Tree Army is well told, and beautifully illustrated.
For each question Arvaaq asks Grandfather Bowhead, the response invariably expresses that the greatest adventures of his life are the times they have spent together.
The frazzled little bird jumps as the bell rings once again! They’ve had enough! They’re about to launch into a tirade when the mail delivery supervisor explains that their assistant, tortoise has made “a few mistakes.”
As a former music teacher, I love the message here, but the illustrations are the real star. Bright and colorful and witty, little kids will love looking at the animals and which instruments they choose.
Each two-page spread features a quote from the featured first lady, and a little about their life. The book is full of rah rah feminist bites.