Rhyming books?! Are you kidding me? Who in their right mind would fall for such a thing? Because that’s all so last century. These days, kids want rap. Not stuff that actually rhymes. And just saying “rhyming books” sounds so lame. Right? I mean, who still wants some goofy cat in the hat or green eggs and ham from Sam I am? And if … Read the rest…
Category Archives: ebooks for kids
Oh brother. I found an article on the latest trends in books for kids. And if it’s accurate, and from what I’ve seen it is, Houston, we have a problem (and every other city, town, and village). Don’t take my word for it. See if you agree with these latest trends: 1. Diversity and Inclusivity: There’s a significant push towards representation in Christian children’s … Read the rest…
A lot of people, especially Christians, feel that Christmas is a time for giving. And I’m not here to tell you anything different. But if giving is the (or even a) measure of giving, then think about what an amazing Christmas those first 6 days of creation were. Because during those very first six days God gave us the universe. Not to mention, but … Read the rest…
Ella loves bedtime stories. Big shocker, right? I mean, you’ve probably never heard of a little kid who loves bedtime stories. But, maybe what you didn’t know was how many kids enjoy books on iPad. And that’s Ella. “Read me some books on my iPad, mommy.” That’s a big part of Ella’s new night time routine now. Because her mom and dad got her … Read the rest…
OK kiddos from 3 to 103. I’ll just let you know, right up front, that I’m here for you. Because I know that you fit into one of these categories. You are the: Cream of the crop Top of the heap Bee’s knees Cat’s meow Best thing since sliced bread And maybe you’ve even come up with something else you think describes your effervescent … Read the rest…
“Maestro, a little night music, please.” And with that one command/request, the young songwriter retreated to his chamber to compose himself. Oh yeah, and also to compose the music. By some accounts it was a warm summer night in Vienna. And as Wolfie sat at his desk he could hear people enjoying themselves in the streets below the window of his room. But somehow … Read the rest…
Oliver Treze was born to write bright. And that was his answer when anyone asked what he did for a living. He’d smile a quarter smile and reply, “I write bright.” So, every morning, he sat in the shade of olive trees to write bright words. Words to wake the whimsy. Words to wake the joy. All for flights of fancy. Words he could … Read the rest…