Eloise: A Book for Precocious Grown Ups by Kay Thompson


Why I loved it: This book provided hours of entertainment and challenge for my young mind (plus my sister and I could look at it together without fighting - mostly). It never got old, no matter how many times I had looked at it or for how long. Each page is an illustration for one letter of the alphabet and contains innumerable items beginning with that letter. It is also accompanied by a caption made only by alliterations of words beginning with that letter. For example, "lazy lions lounging in the local library" accompanies the L illustration. The goal, at least when I read it, is to name as many items in the picture as possible. I remember this being tricky, because sometimes I didn't know what an item was, so I couldn't name it, and especially not using a word beginning with the correct letter. (Last year I discovered The Eleventh Hour by Base and spent several happy hours solving its puzzles.)
Andrew and the Wild Bikes by Allen Morgan
Why I loved it: This book made me fall in love with my bicycle. I could not stop thinking about what my life would be like if I came across a herd of living, furry bicycles, and got to catch one and tame it. Imagining that I had done just that, I would tear up and down our street on my own bike. The idea of this story was so intriguing that the feeling of it has stuck with me all these years, and although the book is not so much attractive to me any more, it still inspires me and takes me back to the excitement of my childhood dreams. (Sadly, there is no picture for this one in the catalog!)
Frances books by Russell Hoban


Why I loved them: I recall that an elementary school librarian read one or more of these to my class for storytime, which was a cozy, happy time of my week at school. Therefore, I think I loved these (and still do) because of that warm association it created. I remember especially loving the look of the illustrations of these books - the colors, the consistency, the texture. I liked the magic in each of the books, each of the unique characters, and the little snippets of Italian sprinkled throughout. I still get the same warm, fuzzy feeling whenever I pick up a Strega Nona book. My favorite is Strega Nona Meets Her Match.
I will never stop enjoying picture books, but I'm done sharing them on the blog for now. I hope you enjoyed the tour!
*My Grandma always took my sister and me to Tony Hillerman - where did you go when you were little? Do you remember any books that caught your imagination? Please share in the comments!
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