picture-books

On the Writing Process:"When in doubt, take it out.,

If you don't know your history, you don't know what you are talking about!

If I had one wish,for who I could be,I would be a fishafloat in the sea...

If our minds are like a garden, then emotions are like the different flowers that bloom and wither in it all year round, according to the season. Emotions sometimes bring dynamism and significant change to our lives, but we must never be led around by them.

Capture every moments of your life.

What would your shoes say about the things you do everyday?

Where do starfish come from?_ asked Sam.__rom the sky,_ answered Stella. __tarfish are shooting stars that fell in love with the sea.___eren__ the stars afraid of drowning?_ asked Sam.__o,_ said Stella. __hey all learned how to swim.

I feel an author and an illustrator weave the magic of a children's picture book together.

We create our work for children not because they're "cute," but because they're human beings, deserving of respect.

I have always believed that poems beg to be read aloud, even if the reader is in a world all her own.

Wait," Honey said to herself, as she realized something amazing. "I__ already an excellent flyer. Maybe I can fight crime too.

Hey, ants!" she shouted. "Please help. Anteater is very hungry, but cannot find any food.

You are not too small. No one is ever too small to offer help.

The verbal patterns and the patterns of behavior we present to children in these lighthearted confections are likely to influence them for the rest of their lives. These aesthetic impressions, just like the moral teachings of early childhood, remain indelible.

On the steps leading to a doorwas a scrub brush that was blue.I snatched it quick and ran for homebecause it was just the thing to chew.

We can _start_ making Christmas and Santa can finish up.

Kaylee giggled as he tunneled up inside her sleeve.Out popped his head for a quick look, then he took leave.He enjoyed scaling up, down and around her shirt.What a sweet, funny and adorable flirt.

Jill showed friend Kay the cute white mice.They liked to run races for cheese.Mice were lots of fun to play with.Jill said, "Take Poopsie, the male one, please!