James says that this book should have been called The Incredible Book Eating Girl and that I should have been the feature character. And I am quite certain my mom is giggling as she reads this, too, because where else do you think I learned my book-eating skillz from? I devour books. I can get through a normal size novel in about a two hour stretch reading straight through. I have learned from experience not to read a series of novels until the last novel is out, because the suspense will drive me insane. I am only now reading through the Beverly Lewis Amish series, for example.
It’s a delighful, delightful book. The artwork is collage-esque (my personal favorite) and Mr. Jeffers use of type is skillful and fun at the same time. Between fits of giggles while reading to the kids, I actually was inspired art-wise, and what more could you ask from a book?
We regularly pick up somewhere close to 30 books in a library run- some that I’ve picked out based on reccomendations, others that have caught the kid’s eyes, still others that Daddy finds (he’s quite the scout…) Book eating is a skill everyone can benefit from, and I’ve found that the best way to do that is to make sure there is plenty of "food". I don’t try to push it on the kids other than talking about reading times in an excited tone: "Are we ready to go on another adventure?" They’ve caught the bug pretty well- you can often find at least one of my children "reading" at any given moment in an afternoon.
Right now, I’ve been munching on these:
Hinds Feet in High Places by Hannah Hurnard (Used as my devotional)
Living the Simple Life by Elaine St. James
The Imitation of Christ by Thomas a’Kempis
Desiring God by John Piper
The Pursuit of Holiness by Jerry Bridges
The Mother’s Almanac by Marguerite Kelly
And I devoured a few Grace Livingston Hill Novels:
Beauty for Ashes