Caught Reading This Week — Here in the Bonny Glen

March 20, 2009 @ 11:59 am | Filed under: Books

Beanie:
Legion of Super Heroes (Showcase Presents)
Your Big Backyard (magazine)
Rowan and Ice Creepers
Rowan and the Travelers
Rowan and the Zeebak
Rowan and the Keeper of the Crystal (Emily Rodda’s Rowan books are perpetual favorites around here)
Only Opal
The House in the Night

Rose: (she’s been on a picture book kick)
The Day Leo Said I Hate You
Cookies
Chrysanthemum
Tales of Trotter Street
So You Want to Be an Inventor
Miss Suzy
Marshmallow
So You Want to Be President
The Plain Princess
The House in the Night

Jane:
Harry Potter (rereading the whole series yet again)
The Sherwood Ring (“You’ve GOT to read this, Mom!”)
Muse magazine
Interweave Crochet magazine
Sense & Sensibility (in progress)
The Broken Blade
The Kidnapped Prince
Anna and the King
The Arrow Over the Door
Daughter of Time

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nina says:

Love these posts. We really enjoyed The Plain Princess.
Posted on March 20th, 2009 at 1:01 pm
Stella says:

Have you guys read the Ranger’s Apprentice series? Or the Fablehaven series? Both are pretty fabulous, and since they’ve been out for a while, they should be pretty easy to find at your library. Yay books!
Posted on March 20th, 2009 at 7:23 pm
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[...] like to make these lists now and then, snapshots of what everyone in the family was reading at a given point in time. Lately I’ve [...]
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