Toby would have loved living in a hotel—had he been allowed to slide down the banisters, sleep in a different bed every night, and hang around in the kitchen waiting to lick out the cake bowl. But of course he wasn’t allowed to do any of those things.
I say gossip is just like a newspaper, only written in whispers instead of ink. Sure you can’t always believe everything you hear, but isn’t that the same with the newspaper?
–The Detective’s Assistant by Kate Hannigan
There is no such thing as im-POSSIBLE, Hiccup, only im-PROBABLE. The only thing that limits us are the limits to our imagination.
–How to Cheat a Dragon’s Curse by Cressida Cowell
I’ve never read The Baby-Sitters Club, so the graphic novels by Raina Telgemeier are my first introduction to Kristy, Claudia, Mary Anne, and Stacey. So far, I’m really enjoying them!
What was your favorite series growing up?
There’s such a lot of different Annes in me. Sometimes I think that is why I’m such a troublesome person. If I was just the one Anne it would be ever so much more comfortable, but then it wouldn’t be half so interesting.
–Anne of Green Gables by L. M. Montgomery
My mother interrupted us by giving me a head of lettuce and the salad spinner and handing my father the spoon to stir the chili. This is because she is a really big fan of the Little Red Hen story. Anyone who expects to eat something in our house should expect to help make it.
–Clementine, Friend of the Week by Sara Pennypacker
When Primrose’s parents are lost at sea, the only thing she knows for certain is that they can’t be dead. Everyone else in Coal Harbour believes she’s not quite alright in the head after their accident, and being danger-prone doesn’t help matters. Making friends with a stubborn short-order cook, helping her ambitious Uncle Jack turn her sleepy hometown into a tourist attraction, and dodging the opinionated Miss Honeycut’s attempts to put her in foster care are just the start of Primrose’s adventures as she waits for her parents to reappear.
She made about a million waffles while I sat there. She had to make about a million every day because at The Girl on the Red Swing they served everything on a waffle. Not just the kind of food that went with waffles—not just ham and eggs on a waffle or strawberries on a waffle. No, at The Girl on the Red Swing if you ordered a steak it came on a waffle, if you ordered fish and chips it came on a waffle, if you ordered waffles they came on a waffle.