Ah, the Stupids. Ah, George and Martha. James Marshall is so likable, and so wacky. And such a writer. In addition to the many reasons many of us love him, our family was thrilled to discover he wrote a book about a moose named Mona. Not many Monas in literature, so we tend to get kind of excited when there's a great one. I'll dig it up and write more on it soon.
Speaking of classics, I'm surprised to discover that we've been blogging for almost a year but somehow haven't hit two great books by Janet and Allan Ahlberg.
Each Peach Pear Plum and
These are such great snuggle-with-a-toddler books. They're sophisticated I-Spy books in very British settings with great rhymes.
Each Peach Pear Plum refers to a different nursery rhyme or story on every page. It starts, "Each Peach Pear Plum/I spy Tom Thumb." Hidden behind leaves and peaches in an orchard we can just make out a blond boy reading a book. Next page: "Tom Thumb in the cupboard/I spy Mother Hubbard":
Peek-a-boo! Is a series of wonderfully cluttered scenes of a British family which appear to be set in the World War II era -- at least that's how I've always seen them. The book starts with a baby standing in his crib on the left side page, looking across at a hole cut through the right side, with PEEK-A-BOO! and a glimpse of the following page. You turn the page and get a listing of what he sees, starting with his parents still asleep as the sun comes in the window. I love the pictures drawn entirely from the baby's perspective. This one starts, "Here's a little baby/One, two, three/Sits on his sister's lap/What does he see?" Turn the page (and imagine these two side-by-side):