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by Stephanie McNamara © 2007
It was a S unday afternoon, which meant, as usual, dinner with my family. The sky was a pure blue as the sun shone like a spotlight on my grandparents’ house.
Every Sunday dinner is the same. Peel, taste, talk. Stir, taste, talk. Bake, taste, talk. Mix, taste, talk louder. Since the adults in my family talk at the same time, I don’t think anyone has noticed that no one is listening!
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by Eric from Vermont
I like wrestling. My little sister always wants to play with me. My moms say I shouldn’t wrestle with her, but she likes it if I run around and chase her.
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produced by Pea Pod Video © 2007
Dottie's Magic Pockets invites kids ages three to eight to enter the wacky world of Dottie, a mom whose house seems suddenly empty when her partner, May, leaves to take their son, Oliver, for his first day of school.
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It was raining so hard that a huge puddle had formed in the middle of their cave. Flo and Mo crouched together on a ledge and played Parcheesi. Mama D and Mama G had piled up jewels, coins, suits of armor, statues, crystal balls, and all kinds of other junk in big stacks toward the back of the cave.
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Peter Alsop is a nationally known singer-songwriter, educator, and humorist.
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by Erika Lewis
On a day just like any other school day, Zane was sitting at the school bus stop, waiting for the bus that would take him home. Usually Zane was in a good mood while he waited for the bus because he was looking forward to playing with his dog and talking to his moms about his day.
Zane wasn’t happy today. Tear stains still covered his face, even though he had tried to wipe them off at the end of school. He was thinking about what had happened that day at recess. Some of Zane’s classmates had been talking about their families and how many brothers and sisters they had. Zane told them about his moms and their dog, Lucy.
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