Eat, Read, and Be Mommy

I really thought I’d return to consistent posts once the kids were back in school, no problem. And yet…

Well, anyway. To be fair, my niece and her hubby and son came down on Saturday morning and then the littles had a birthday party on Saturday afternoon, while we had dinner in Clearfield yesterday and celebrated August and September birthdays (my second girlie is one of the August ones). Today, however, I am committed to reviewing Quack (by Anna Humphrey) BEFORE I return library books, and so here I am! (My teeth aren’t brushed yet, granted, but it’s only 9:02, and my hubby’s currently showering in our bathroom anyway.)

I read Quack aloud with my now-12-year-old, and I have to say, we both thoroughly enjoyed it. I’m familiar with selective (and elective) mutism as concepts–have been for years–and our family is familiar with anxiety as a whole, so my girlie didn’t have any problems understanding Shady. I loved his older sister and best friend as narrators, and Pearl was in a class by herself–frequently unlikable and yet ultimately understandable (at least to some degree!). What makes Quack such a fabulous read, however, is the overriding concept. Who doesn’t want to read about an emotional support duck named Svenrietta?

You know, I’m just going to leave it there…because the answer should absolutely be NO ONE.