I love Owly
I'm moving on from comics this week, I swear. But I just received my favorite birthday gift of 2008 (well, it's a tie between this and my new cymbals): Owly.
This black-and-white graphic novel follows the adventures of Owly as he befriends Wormy (not a creative name, but appropriate), conquers the scary woods at night and grows a garden that puts mine to shame.
It's possibly the sweetest book I've ever read, and while it's in graphic novel form, it also segues perfectly into this week's topic: children's books!
Now I'll admit, I've been a big wuss and I've avoided children's books, mostly because you don't mess with people's favorite childhood memories. And there are so many children's story times at libraries, bookstores and the like that we haven't even attempted to tackle the subject.
But this week, all bets are off.
Tell us about your kid's favorite bedtime story, the perfect place to go for storytime and how Shel Silverstein is a genius. Or maybe how much you hated Little House on the Prairie. Don't worry, I won't judge you -- much.








Comments
I think there are 4 in the series. I have the next few if you want to borrow them. :)
Posted by: mary | July 14, 2008 9:51 AM
I like to give Walter the Farting Dog. My grandsons love it and boys who can't-be-bothered-to-read will certainly read about socially unacceptable body sounds.
Posted by: Granny | July 14, 2008 10:27 AM
Grrrr.....
>8>~
That's me eating little Wormy. Glurp!
Posted by: Owl Meat Gravy | July 14, 2008 12:41 PM
Before I could read myself, "The Three Billy Goats Gruff" & the Golden Books version of "Misty of Chincoteauge" were my favorites. I also liked Suess, and Grimms fairy tales. (Yeah I once fell for the Prince Charming crap. )
Posted by: Michelle Johnston | July 14, 2008 2:53 PM
Apparently when I was a kid, I made my parents read me Dr. Seuss' "Hop on Pop" every night for at least a year. I could recite it with them, but they still had to read it to me (much to their dismay).
I also loved "Green Eggs and Ham," of course, and the day Mom colored eggs green for my brother's breakfast is one I love to remember. (I, of course, was the child who hated eggs and wouldn't let foods touch on her plate.)
Posted by: J | July 14, 2008 6:06 PM