Now, to resume the Humongous Book Counting Project:
898 + 63 = 961 Total Books Counted Thus Far
On this shelf in the bookcase in son’s room, a few selected titles: A Pocket for Corduroy, by Don Freeman; Dune, by Frank Herbert (Hardcover); Goodnight Moon by Margaret Wise Brown; Bandila: The Story of the Philippine Flag, by Merci Melchor; Dandelion, by Don Freeman; Rikki-Tikki-Tavi, by Rudyard Kipling (A GREAT children’s book: self read it to son at least a dozen times. She is reminded that lately, when she turns over rocks in her garden, she finds, coiled underneath, brown scaly snakes, looking up at her with still, unblinking eyes. The other day, she decided to give one such nest a poke, and then they uncoiled and thrashed, and — really, self didn’t know whether to run away and scream or what); Why Mosquitoes Buzz in People’s Ears, by Verna Aardema (“One morning a mosquito saw an iguana drinking at a waterhole. The mosquito said, ‘Iguana, you will never believe what I saw yesterday.’ ‘Try me,’ said the iguana. The mosquito said, ‘I saw a farmer digging yams that were almost as big as I am.’ ” For dear blog readers’ information, son ended up being really really good at chemistry and math, and as far as she knows has never looked at these children’s books after the age of 10 or so); and Webster’s Ninth New Collegiate Dictionary.