My parents live in Los Angeles, in a shambling three-story in the Hollywood Hills.
Do you ever wonder what you’ll be when you grow up? Or how others might be feeling? Wouldn’t it be fun to peek at the answers?
It was a lovely day, Bridget thought, a lovely day to spend with friends.
Limericks by Edward LearBlock print illustrations by JooHee Yoon
Late one night, Sun and Moon decided to chase a shooting Star. They’d never seen Star up close, and tonight seemed like a good night for it.
Hello, good evening. I am the cat. I like to roam the night.
A few weeks ago, I took a trip to Mexico.
Tear along the perforation and unfold. Hold a light source up to the backside of the underwater scene to reveal creatures hiding in the depths.
I was visiting my grandparents in the old house…“We should have some cake after dinner.”“You need to think about your heart.”
It was a strange time to be alive. Things moved fast. Everyone was in a hurry. Nobody looked where they were going. Or into each other’s eyes.
