• See what this family doesn't do on a restful day. - 09/01/2011

    One fine day Mama woke up long after the alarm clock went off. “Today is Lazy Day!” she declared. So breakfast was berries and bananas, and nobody cooked. We all left our bowls in the sink and went outside where there was plenty to look at. For the rest of the morning we took it easy and did...

  • Only ten minutes until church and Henry, the choir's soloist, can't stop hiccupping! - 09/01/2011

    Henry sang in the Angel Choir at his church every Sunday morning. He had a wonderful voice. “Just listen!” exclaimed the choirmaster. “My boy,” Henry’s grandmother sighed. “Wow!” said the other kids in the choir. Today was a special day. Henry was going to sing a solo. He had practiced all week...

  • Just what is the story with Louie Knuckleberry? - 09/01/2011

    “Mom, I don’t want to go outside,” said Louie Knuckleberry as his mother pushed him out the back door and into the yard. “It’s a gorgeous day. There’s no sense wasting it,” she said. “It’s just sunshine,” said Louie. “I don’t want any sunshine. There’s nothing to do out here.” He plopped down on...

  • A day at the beach gets a lift from a red and white umbrella. - 09/01/2011

    Billy held his yellow bucket and his new blue spade. Grandpa carried a beach towel and a big new red-and-white beach umbrella. They were on an expedition to the beach. Billy found a good spot near the water. He and Grandpa spread out the beach towel on the sand. “There’s a breeze,” said Grandpa....

  • All the cowboys at the Circle S Ranch could yodel better than Davy--until one freezing-cold night. - 09/01/2011

    Davy was the smallest cowboy on the Circle S Ranch. But he could ride a horse as well as Slim or Tex or Shorty. He could twirl a rope as well as Buck or Sandy or Will. He could bulldog a steer as well as Charlie or Pecos or Ned. But Davy couldn’t yodel. All the other cowboys could yodel. Even...

  • Mr. Petalucha isn't called a painter extraordinaire for nothing. - 09/01/2011

    “I want a nice shade of sunny yellow,” said Miss Whitby. “The paint can’t be too bright—I wouldn’t want my porch to look like a school bus.” Mr. Petalucha straightened his painter’s cap, then patiently answered, “I know exactly what color sunny yellow is, Miss Whitby. Remember, I’ve been a painter...

  • Becky is convinced that a RoboPal will be her best friend yet. - 09/01/2011

    “Happy birthday, honey.” “Wow!” Becky shouted. “A RoboPal! Thanks, Mom.” “She’s the Perfect Friend, like the one you saw on airvision.” “I love her! I really need a perfect friend!” Becky’s friends, Kim and Gloria, rode hover boards with her, but taking turns got old. They played virtual games,...

  • His friends have taken all the usual costumes, so what can José be? - 09/01/2011

    It was almost Halloween, and Mom wanted José to decide on a costume. “What about a ghost?” she asked. “I have a ratty old sheet I can cut holes in.” “No way,” said José. “Michael’s going as a ghost. I want to be different.” “A dog?” asked Mom. “Emma’s going as a dog,” said José. “A cat?” asked...

  • No one knows exactly why they wash windows in the winter. Can Theodore find out? - 09/01/2011

    Theodore Bear watched his papa drag their ladder through the snowy drifts. “What are you doing?” asked Theodore, pulling his woolly scarf over his chilly nose. “It’s time to wash our windows,” answered Papa. He leaned the ladder against the house with a thunk and pulled a big purple rag from one...

  • Find out how a silly mix-up turns out to be a good thing. - 09/01/2011

    Bing! Bong! Mr. Moon hurried to answer the doorbell. Few people visited his little house by the lake. Who could it be? “Hello. I am Zap. I am your new robot.” Green lights flashed across the robot’s chest. “But I ordered a rowboat!” said Mr. Moon. “You will like me better than a rowboat,” Zap...

  • No one in the country-fair competition has a big toe quite like Hayden's. - 09/01/2011

    Nobody had a big toe like Hayden’s. Hayden Tucker is my best friend, but he gets weird ideas. Like the time my grandpa and grandma took Hayden and me to the county fair. I reached Hayden’s house at around seven in the morning and banged on his bedroom door. “Time to go, sleepyhead,” I shouted....

  • Cooking for a picky prince isn't easy, but one girl may know a solution . . . - 09/01/2011

    “No!” screamed Prince Thornton, his face red with rage. “I won’t! I won’t! I won’t!” The Royal Cook sighed and took the plate of food back to the Royal Kitchen. “The prince is having another Royal Temper Tantrum,” he told his assistant. “What?” The cook’s assistant had his hands over his ears. “I...

  • Bryan and Syd are totally different--will they remain roommates until the end of camp? - 09/01/2011

    Dear Mother and Dad, My roommate, Syd, may be a problem. He’s so sloppy—it looks like ten duffel bags exploded in our cabin. He whistles real loud through this gap in his front teeth, too. Plus, he knocked over our lamp and broke it. Syd also wears a funny blue hat for good luck, but I don’t think...