If I Had A Sleepy Sloth - Maisie Mammoth's Memoirs - The Big Book Of Blooms - Hoot And Howl Across The Desert....Four NEW titles from Thames & Hudson

     Four NEW titles from Thames & Hudson

Here are four of the latest releases from Thames & Hudson. To say they are colorful and beautifully illustrated would be understatements.

Our four year old granddaughter was quickly attracted to The Big Book Of Blooms because she loves plants and flowers. She sat down and thumbed through the pages.

Next I read her the story, If I Had A Sleepy Sloth, which was an immediate hit.

Our seven year old granddaughter spent time with Maisie Mammoth's Memoirs. And what child isn't interested in big animals and the people who lived during the time when they roamed the earth?

I could see these girls using a book like Hoot And Howl Across The Desert, and Maisie Mammoth's Memoirs for future research projects at school.
I look forward to sharing these books with our three other granddaughters from Chicago the next time they visit.

If I Had A Sleepy Sloth

From the publisher:

A humorous and entertaining tale about a little girl and her pet sloth that imagines life at a much slower pace.

From the duo behind If I Had a Dinosaur, Gabby Dawnay and Alex Barrow’s If I Had a Sleepy Sloth is a charming and imaginative tale about taking the time to slow down.

Have you ever wondered what the best kind of pet is? It’s a sloth, of course! When a little girl imagines experiencing a slower pace of life, she can’t think of a better companion than a sleepy sloth. She could spend almost an entire day just taking a morning walk with her sloth. When the little girl introduces her sloth to her hairdresser, the hairdresser isn’t pleased to discover the moss and moths (ewww!) that live in its fur, but what does that matter when her sloth is a champion on the jungle gym and amazing at climbing trees because of its super gripping skills!

With vibrant illustrations and playful rhymes, If I Had a Sleepy Sloth is a laugh- out-loud story that imagines having a sloth for a pet and provides a welcome alternative to the fast pace of modern life.

Maisie Mammoth's Memoirs

From the publisher:

This enchanting, humorous history of Ice Age beasts is told by the “it” girl of the period, Maisie the woolly mammoth.

Ice Age “it girl” Maisie Mammoth introduces us to all her glamorous friends in this humorous history of prehistoric beasts. Maisie’s Ice Age who’s who reveals the defining characteristics of some of the most memorable creatures from prehistoric times.

Maisie’s memoir includes tales about Stella the saber-toothed cat, whose megawatt smile contained ten-inch canines; the fiend we all love to hate, Victor the Villain, a forty-three-foot mega-snake who could swallow a crocodile whole; and the slightly more camera-shy Gavin the giant ape, who is rumored to have inspired the myth of the Yeti! It is the second book in a series, which started with Tony T-Rex’s Family Album, that brings animals from the past alive for young children.

Featuring the quirky illustrations of Rob Hodgson, Maisie Mammoth’s Memoirs stands apart with its unforgettable characters and witty approach to paleontology based on the latest scientific research―look out for tips on how to defrost a woolly mammoth!

The Big Book Of Blooms

From the publisher:

The next installment in the popular Big Book series is a fascinating introduction to some of the most magnificent and surprising flowering plants from around the world.

In The Big Book of Blooms, the next installment in the wildly successful Big Book series, Yuval Zommer’s charming illustrations bring to life some of the most colorful, flamboyant, and unusual flowers from across the globe.

In the opening pages, readers will learn all about botany, including how to recognize different types of flowers. Subsequent pages illustrate the various habitats that are home to flora such as pitcher plants, the giant water lily, and the weirdly wonderful corpse flower. Readers will discover which flowers are endangered and why some blooms are fragrant or colorful, not to mention grisly details about carnivorous and poisonous flowers.

This title pairs picture-book charm and concise, informative text to create a beautiful book for children to return to. Zommer’s quirky illustrations appeal to young readers, who will relish these fun and amazing facts about the world’s most exciting plants.

Hoot And Howl Across The Desert

From the publisher:

A beautifully illustrated and fascinating exploration of what life is like for animals in some of the world’s harshest desert environments, where only the toughest creatures survive.

Discover the remarkable plants and animals that live in the world’s driest climates―both hot and cold! With beautifully illustrated landscapes, this book proves just how much life exists in the world’s deserts. Travel around the globe and encounter hundreds of rare and little-known plants and animals that thrive in dry environments. Learn about nocturnal species who occupy the deserts, common survival tactics, lethal creatures to watch for, and how the desert food chain functions.

Hoot and Howl Across the Desert is an engaging investigation of some of the most extreme environments on Earth, from California’s Mojave Desert to the Arctic and from the Sahara to the Australian outback. With graphic illustrations that draw stylistically on folk art local to each desert, Vassiliki Tzomaka provides a level of detail that will satisfy even the most curious reader.

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(3) Buddy's Big Surprise - A FREE Short Story for Kids Who Are Stuck at Home

Buddy's Big Surprise

In the early spring, while the evenings were still cool, a young squirrel stuck his head out of the nest, high up in a mighty oak. His name was Buddy. Up until today, Buddy had stayed nestled inside where it was warm and dark. Rain couldn’t touch him in there, and he was safe from the wind. Still Buddy knew it would soon be time to leave the nest.

“But I don’t wanna leave the nest,” he told his mother early one morning. “Why do I have to go?” 

“Because,” she answered him in her soft voice. “It’s the way of a squirrel to go into the world and find something to eat.”

“Won’t you bring me food?” he asked.

His mother only shook her head. “One day you’ll want your own nest. And you have a great purpose in the forest. You’ll see.”

Buddy didn’t like the sound of that. He didn’t like the sound at all. It wasn’t long before he climbed to the bottom of his tree, along with his mother, brother, and sister. Their mother showed them how to find food down on the ground. 

“This is very important,” she began. “You’ll be looking for nuts, acorns, fruit, and seeds.”

Buddy made a face. “Seeds? Yuck!”

“They aren’t bad, you’ll see. Now follow me.” She took them into a nearby farmer’s field where the young squirrels found more corn on the ground than they could possibly eat. Their mother showed them how to gather kernels of corn, acorns, and nuts, and bury them in the ground for later. Buddy learned how food could be waiting for him just under the next leaf.

Mother squirrel sat with her children near several tall ferns. “This is the most important lesson of all,” she began. “If you’re ever in danger, a squirrel simply turns, runs to the nearest tree, and climbs as fast as he can. You’ll be safe up there.”

Buddy shook his head. “Not me he said,” as his little chest puffed out. He clenched his two front paws and punched into the wind. “I can take care of myself.”

With a stern look, his mother said, “You must do as I say.”

The young squirrels went back to searching for food until, late in the afternoon, Buddy looked around. “Hey,” he said to the others, “Where’s Mom?” They only shook their heads. He looked up where an Eagle soared in the sky. Wish I could fly like that, he’d thought. Hope he didn’t catch my mom. Right then Buddy decided to try flying. He grabbed two dead leaves off the ground and climbed up the nearest tree. About four branches up, he stopped climbing and scurried out onto the limb.

“I’m gonna fly,” Buddy called out to the other squirrels. They looked up and laughed. 

“Squirrels can’t fly,” one of them said.

Buddy winked. “What about flying squirrels?”

“You’re not a flying squirrel,” another answered with a giggle.

“Oh yeah? Watch me.” With that, Buddy began flapping the leaf in each paw. When he’d gotten them going as fast as he could, he stepped off the branch. But no matter how hard he tried, there was no way Buddy was going to fly. He fell to the ground like a ripe walnut.

“Look!” a squirrel on the ground said with a laugh. “Another nut falls from a tree.”

Buddy got up off the ground, brushed his fur, and grumbled, “Those dumb leaves probably weren’t big enough.” Then he walked away while the other squirrels kept laughing.

When he reached the stream, Buddy looked down just as two big fish swam by. 

Wish I could swim under water, he thought. He moved right up to the edge of the bank so he could get a closer look. That’s when something terrible happened. The dirt under his feet broke away, dumping Buddy into the cold water. His head went under and he found out very quickly that squirrels weren’t meant to breathe under water. He came up coughing, sputtering, and gasping for breath. In the distance he saw a beaver making repairs to the beaver dam. “Not even gonna try that,” he said with a sigh.

After he’d sat in the sun to dry, Buddy watched as a bunny hoped past him. I could do that, he thought. Soon he stood up on his two hind feet and jumped as hard as he could, but he didn’t go as far, and he didn’t go as fast. 

Still, it didn’t stop Buddy. Like the bunny, he began to hop, hop, hop along the trail. That’s when another rabbit stopped and asked him, “What are you doing?”

“I’m hopping, just like a rabbit.” 

At first the bunny didn’t do anything. Then he began laughing. He laughed and he laughed so hard, it made him fall on the ground where he held his stomach and rolled around in the grass. When he finally caught his bunny breath, the rabbit said, “But you’re a squirrel...not a rabbit.”

Buddy spent the rest of the afternoon, and most of the next day, watching other animals in the forest. Each time he saw a new one, he did his best to do what it did. No matter how hard he tried, nothing seemed to work. Finally he slumped down under a bush and stared at the ground.

“What’s the matter, Buddy?” a familiar voice asked.

Without even looking up Buddy said, “Grandpa?”

“Sure is. I think you’re just about the saddest squirrel I’ve ever seen.”

Buddy slowly looked up. A small tear ran down his face. “I’ve tried to be like everybody else I’ve seen in the forest, but it’s no use. I’m only a useless squirrel” He looked down again, let out a deep breath, and sniffed.

“Useless squirrel?” his grandfather demanded in a loud voice. “Are you kidding?”

“Yeah, I can’t do anything special.”

His grandfather moved closer. “You see, we all have a place in this world. The beaver is best at building things. Birds can fly in the sky. And fish can breathe under water. But you...you were made for a special purpose.”

Buddy looked up again as he remembered his mother telling him that he had a purpose. “What’s mine?” he asked.

“Why, you were made for planting.”

Buddy swelled up with pride. “I was?”

“Each of us has a job to do that only we are the best at doing.” Grandfather squirrel looked around the forest. He waved his paw from one side, clear across to the other.  “You see all of those mighty oak and nut trees?”

Buddy looked and nodded.

“How do you s’pose they got there?”

Buddy shook his head.

With a twinkle and a smile, his grandfather thumped his puffed out his chest and said, “I planted them.”

Buddy’s eyes widened and his mouth dropped open. “You did? But how?”

“They each start from a single, little nut or acorn. And you know how much we love to eat those.”

Buddy’s face brightened and a sparkle came into his eyes. He jumped up, grabbed an acorn between his teeth, and turned toward the forest.

“Where are you going?” his grandfather asked.

With the acorn in his mouth, and in a muffled voice he called back to his grandfather, “Can’t talk now, Grandpa. I got trees to plant.”

The End

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