The kids are back in school! Toby’s in second grade and Elsie’s in kindergarten- they’re both in multi-age Montessori classrooms so they’re with the same teachers and in the same rooms they were both with last year. They’re happy and I have a moment to sit with my laptop upstairs with earphones on so I can’t hear the whining of the saws and try to get a post written out.
We do have a wonderful little library here, and it’s propitiously located above a fudge store, sending swoon-inducing chocolate fumes through the shelves. And this is where we’ve found today’s book, Mo Willem’s Edwina, the Dinosaur Who Didn’t Know She Was Extinct.
Sometimes I try to relate my book recommendations to some going-on or another in my life, but not today. This is just a really fun book *I mean, it’s Mo Willems* and I don’t have anything in my life that refuses to believe that it’s extinct. And I don’t have a know-it-all trying to hold me down. I don’t even have anyone baking me chocolate chip cookies. All I have is a thoroughly enjoyable book that is unfortunately due back at our delicious library.
Edwina is the local gentle and nurturing dinosaur that bakes cookies and is friends with everyone. Everyone loves her, she’s a local treasure. But one little boy, poised to become a big bully, can’t get past the fact that dinosaurs are, you know, extinct.
Even though there’s one right in front of him. This boy, Reginald Von Hoobie-Doobie, makes it his mission to burst everyone’s bubble, but when the town refuses to pay any attention to his rantings, he finally takes it up with Edwina herself.
He is so self-righteous that he sits her down to prove to her that dinosaurs are extinct, and therefore she must not exist. She hears him out, but meh, she doesn’t particularly care either. So Reginald decides not to as well.
I suppose some connections could be made to politics and the burden of proof, scientific evidence, bullies and sanctimoniousness, but really, this is just a light hearted story and I love it. Especially when I get to read out loud “Reginald Von Hoobie-Doobie.”
It’s the little things in life.
These aren’t book reviews, per se, but more profiles of the really, really good ones. Recommendations, really, for which I am not compensated. If you’re looking to buy any of them you can click on the the links and cover photos in each post, OR you can click on the little box over there on the right that says “amelie’s bookshop (buy the books)” and it will take you to my Amazon Affiliate store- you’re buying them as you normally would through Amazon, except that I get a teeny tiny commission. Or even better, walk on down to your local independent bookseller and support them.