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Month in review

Reviews:
100 Words Per Minute by Adina Sara
After the Funeral by Edwin Murphy
Andrea by John O'Hara
The Art of Reading by Reading is Fundamental
Baby Island by Carol Ryrie Brink
Brave New World by Aldous Huxley
Contraband by Clarence Budington Kelland
Demons Don't Dream by Piers Anthony
Dirt in the Well by Linda Lyon
Games to Play with Babies by Jackie Silberg
Ginger by Charlotte Voake Gingerbread Baby by Jan Brett
The Golden Mean by Nick Bantock
Goodnight Moon by Margaret Wise Brown
The Grouchy Ladybug by Eric Carle
The Gryphon by Nick Bantock
A House Divided by Pearl S. Buck
Little Cricket's Song by Readers Digest Association
The Leopard Hat by Valerie Steiker
Marianne Dreams by Catherine Storr
My Yard by Heinz Kluetmeier
The Old Maid by Edith Wharton
Sammy's Hill by Kristin Gore
Silver Lies by Ann Parker
The Summerfolk by Doris Burn
Sun Dog by Stephen King
Tortilla Flat by John Steinbeck
Valley of the Dolls by Jacqueline Susann
Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill by Mark Bittner

Miscellaneous
$275 Later...
At the Park
Babies Aren't Dolls
Bitter Herbs
BookCrossing Misadventures
Breakfast Hijinks
Cheerios
Chicken Pie
Coldy and Rainy
Don't 'Lurp Your 'Oup
Easter
Elephants on Mars
Getting Ready for School
Harriet's Teeth
How I Read
Hunting Eggs
In Search of a Wii
A Lazy Day
Magenta
No Sleep and Six Teeth
Owl at School
Painting Again
Period
Return to Normal
Where Have All the Books Gone?
You Know that Burning Plastic Smell

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Rating System

5 stars: Completely enjoyable or compelling
4 stars: Good but flawed
3 stars: Average
2 stars: OK
1 star: Did not finish


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Comments for Coldy and Rainy

Ian vacuumsColdy and Rainy: 04/21/07

Ian and the kids let me sleep in, knowing that I was wiped out by a head cold. When I got up nearly three hours later than I usually get up (oh bliss!) the weather was threatening to rain but hadn't yet started. We seemed to be in the eye of the storm and perhaps the only dry spot in the entire Bay Area from looking at the weather maps online.

As the weather looked grim and my head still felt underwater, we declared it a "rest-a-day" although Ian did pop out briefly to do a well needed grocery shop. Harriet, also suffering from this cold, spent most of the day napping and playing quietly in her crib. She's madly in love with an old frog mobile that my mom got for Sean when he was a baby.

For dinner Ian made his wonderful peppery chicken soup. As he uses an entire chicken it always take forever to cook down into soup but is well worth the wait. Tonight's soup was laden with spinach, carrots, onions, peppers and celery. It was so good!

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