<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:51:55.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emileah's Reading Fever</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-7985860751435492122</id><published>2012-01-04T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T16:59:19.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iowa Childrens Meuseum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rxMDt4ZlCSo/TwT1wQLRjmI/AAAAAAAAABc/lxeTUZG8F8o/s1600/dec2011%2B047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693946038227930722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rxMDt4ZlCSo/TwT1wQLRjmI/AAAAAAAAABc/lxeTUZG8F8o/s200/dec2011%2B047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Over the winter break my family and I went to the Iowa Children's Museum.  The day that we went was New Year's Eve.  At noon they were doing a "Noon Year's Eve" balloon drop.  Everyone was so excited!  After the balloon drop we went to the farm room.  We stayed there for awhile.  We climbed through tunnels, slid down slides, and drove pretend tractors.  There was one tunnel no one was brave enough to explore (including me).  Then we went to the Lego room!  I was a blast!  Jake built superhero forts, while Kate worked on spelling words.  Maddie built a castle and I made the Iowa State logo.  We also went to the Hospital room, Gravity room, and many more!  Well, that was our trip to the Iowa Children's Museum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-7985860751435492122?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/7985860751435492122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2012/01/iowa-childrens-meuseum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/7985860751435492122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/7985860751435492122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2012/01/iowa-childrens-meuseum.html' title='Iowa Childrens Meuseum'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rxMDt4ZlCSo/TwT1wQLRjmI/AAAAAAAAABc/lxeTUZG8F8o/s72-c/dec2011%2B047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-8667560364164055883</id><published>2012-01-04T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T16:32:14.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will Third Grade EVER End?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lora is a new student at Poplar Elementary.  She wants to fit in but the girls in her class aren't making it easy.  The only person that she knows is Max, and he ended up in a different class.  She is also the only member of her freckle club.  Flora wonders if she'll ever fit in.  Will things change when a movie star moves in across the street?  You'll have to find out what happens when you read Will Third Grade EVER End?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-8667560364164055883?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/8667560364164055883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2012/01/will-third-grade-ever-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/8667560364164055883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/8667560364164055883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2012/01/will-third-grade-ever-end.html' title='Will Third Grade EVER End?'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-6430519308387438408</id><published>2011-12-24T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T08:24:46.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.wikia.com/harrypotter/images/e/e0/Chamber_of_secrets-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 577px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.wikia.com/harrypotter/images/e/e0/Chamber_of_secrets-cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I have now read the first two Harry Potter books by J.K. Rowling. September and October was spent reading Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone. This book was a great book but I liked the second book better. My favorite part in this book is when Harry is still living with his aunt and uncle. Another part I really like is when Harry finds the mirror that shows Harry and his parents{James and Molly} standing together. I also really like the part in this book where Harry is on the Hogwarts Express. I think the part that is the funniest in this book is when Duddly falls into the boa constrictor's tank. Christmas is another of my favorite parts in the book,I like the part when Harry opens the invisibilty cloak. One last favorite part of this book are the Quidditch games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last night I was able to watch Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. The movie was good for the most part. I found it scary at some parts but my dad and sister didn't. In the movie I especially like the Quidditch match where Harry's broomstick goes crazy. The funniest part in the movie is when Duddly falls into the boa constrictor's tank. The train in the movie is cool, too. If I would rate this movie 1 being the worst 10 being the best it would definitely be an 8 or 9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Last night I lalso finished up Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. This book is my favorite Harry Potter book so far. Because I liked the entire book, I do not have one favorite part. One of my favorite parts in this book is when Ron, Fred, and George come to get Harry from the Dursley's. The magic floo powder is a favorite in this book too. The book heats up when the Chamber is opened on Halloween. But the Quidditch game is awfully good, too. The day the double attack happens I had no clue Hermione would be one of the two people turned to stone. The part that I like the most {maybe} is when Ron and Harry put the pieces together and find out the monster is a basilisk. They put the pieces together by visiting Hermione{stone}. When they are visiting Hermione they see that Hermione is holding onto a peice of paper, they take the paper from Hermione and find out... The saddest part in the book is when Ginny Ron's sister is brought into the chamber to die. Ron, Harry, and Lockhart go down in the chamber to rescue Ginny. If you want to figure out what happens I suggest to read the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; seem to be on a Harry Potter kick. Lego: Harry Potter Building the Magical World has given me a lot to look at and enjoy today. The buildings in this book help Harry Potter's world come to life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Now, on to book three, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-6430519308387438408?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/6430519308387438408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/12/harry-potter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/6430519308387438408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/6430519308387438408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/12/harry-potter.html' title='Harry Potter'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-4182618011737392765</id><published>2011-10-25T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T14:45:01.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creaky Old House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i43.tower.com/images/mm113287943/creaky-old-house-topsy-turvy-tale-real-fixer-linda-ashman-hardcover-cover-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i43.tower.com/images/mm113287943/creaky-old-house-topsy-turvy-tale-real-fixer-linda-ashman-hardcover-cover-art.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week my mom got the book Creaky Old House by Linda Ashman. This book is a topsy-turvy tale of a real fixer-upper. I really thought this book was good. The illustrations are awesome, too. In this book 9 people and 1 dog live in old house. They all loved it just the way it was until the doorknob fell off and they couldn't find a nail to fit. So they went to get a new doorknob but that one was too big. Then they went to get a new door except the door was too big. In the end someone you wouldn't expect fixes the problem. I thought this was a great book and I'm glad my mom bought it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-4182618011737392765?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/4182618011737392765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/creaky-old-house.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4182618011737392765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4182618011737392765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/creaky-old-house.html' title='Creaky Old House'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-2201617380636057228</id><published>2011-10-24T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T14:34:00.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of Books</title><content type='html'>Wow! I have tons of books to read. On my nook I have 2 that havn't even looked at and that I am in the middle of. I also have 3 library books and lots of others I can't even think about them right now. I love having to many books and I also don't like itvery much because it makes me read a little faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting for me right now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://allisonsbookbag.files.wordpress.com/2010/06/howstealdog-copy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.audioeditions.com/audio-book-images/l/The-Breadwinner-288891.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://cc.pbsstatic.com/l/04/1304/9781416991304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-2201617380636057228?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/2201617380636057228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/lots-of-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/2201617380636057228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/2201617380636057228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/lots-of-books.html' title='Lots of Books'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-645599138098079258</id><published>2011-10-23T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T17:04:09.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Reading Goal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://covers.openlibrary.org/b/id/792547-L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://covers.openlibrary.org/b/id/792547-L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This summer I had a goal to read 40 books. And yes I did make that goal! This summer I read 46 books. I just made the goal by 6 books. Next summer I'm thinking 55 books. My favorite series is, of course, The Babysitters Club. I also liked Do You Know the Monkey Man? by Dori Hillestad Butler, that my mom read to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-645599138098079258?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/645599138098079258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/summer-reading-goal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/645599138098079258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/645599138098079258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/summer-reading-goal.html' title='Summer Reading Goal'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-4452901831328811652</id><published>2011-10-09T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T16:25:11.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Picture Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The other day I was looking through my sister's book shelf and found some fall picture books. While I found more than three, I'm going to post about the three I enjoyed the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://singbookswithemily.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/there-was-old-lady-leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" alt="" src="http://singbookswithemily.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/there-was-old-lady-leaves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. There was an Old Lady who Swallowed some Leaves by Lucille Colandro. This book my mom was reading to my sister a few nights ago and I joined in. In one verse she swallowed a shirt and in another verse swallowed some hay! I liked this book because it's always fun to see what the old lady swallowed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hachettebookgroup.com/_images/ISBNCovers/9780316001113_154X233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://www.hachettebookgroup.com/_images/ISBNCovers/9780316001113_154X233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2.Buster and the Giant Pumpkin by Marc Brown. Buster is the star of this book instead of Arthur! In this book Buster is going to Oregon to a pumpkin farm. Every other page of this book Buster sends a letter to someone back in Elwood City. I also learned some cool facts in this book like: From one giant pumpkin you can make more than 300 pumpkin pies! A giant pumpkin has 800 seeds in it! I like this book because it's cool book to see that pumpkins can really grow that big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cb.pbsstatic.com/l/19/3519/9780316043519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://cb.pbsstatic.com/l/19/3519/9780316043519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. Very Short Scary Tales to Read Together by Mary Ann Hoberman is a You Read to Me, I'll Read to You book. I've only read through two of the stories in here but this book seems very creative! I'm hoping to read some more stories in this book later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-4452901831328811652?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/4452901831328811652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/fall-picture-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4452901831328811652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4452901831328811652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/fall-picture-books.html' title='Fall Picture Books'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-496101926379856757</id><published>2011-10-04T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T18:42:00.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babysitters Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cb.pbsstatic.com/l/42/5842/9780590415842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://cb.pbsstatic.com/l/42/5842/9780590415842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm still reading the BabySitters Club series by Ann M. Martin. Right now I'm in the middle of number #19. I've been going really fast on these books- the other night I almost read a whole book before bed. Next I'm going to read the first Super Special: Baby-Sitters on Board! My favorite book 7-19 was Stacy's Mistake. This book was really funny at the beginning. Stacy invites The Baby-Sitters Club to New York City to vist but not everyone likes the city. Dawn doesn't like hardly anything about the NYC, and Mary Anne's like a walking guide book because she's so excited. Kristy can't keep her mouth shut and Claudia is jealous of Stacy's friends. I also really liked Jessi's Secret Language where Jessi babysits for a deaf boy and his sister and learns sign language. There's a good suprise in this book, too. My goal by the end of the summer is to read 40 books. I have 30 books so far and still have a good amount of time left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This post is being posted several weeks after Emileah wrote it because her editor/mother never got around to pre-reading this post. Oops!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-496101926379856757?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/496101926379856757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/babysitters-club.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/496101926379856757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/496101926379856757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/10/babysitters-club.html' title='Babysitters Club'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-2595411103890742204</id><published>2011-09-13T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T15:28:13.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Runaway Wok by Ying Chang Compestine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;I realize that the Chinese New Year is a ways away, but I couldn't wait to share this book with you!  The Zhang family doesn't have very much money even though they work for Mr.Li (the richest man in Beijing.)  They send their son, Ming, to trade eggs for some rice.  An old man stops Ming and wants to trade the eggs for an old rusted wok.  Ming says no way, but then the wok sings, " &lt;em&gt;Boy, Boy trade for me, I am more than you can see!" &lt;/em&gt;So Ming traded.  Wonderful story! It reminds us of how we should treat people.  You should really read &lt;em&gt;The Runaway Wok.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-2595411103890742204?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/2595411103890742204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/runaway-wok-by-ying-chang-compestine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/2595411103890742204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/2595411103890742204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/runaway-wok-by-ying-chang-compestine.html' title='The Runaway Wok by Ying Chang Compestine'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-3058721224201099860</id><published>2011-09-12T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T18:17:52.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pickle Pizza by Beverly Lewis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;Father's Day is coming and Eric doesn't have a gift.  Eric's dad died when he was little, so Grandpa &lt;font color="#009900"&gt;lives with Eric and his mom.  Eric wants to give his grandpa something, but what?  He knew his&lt;/font&gt; grandpa loved birds so he tried to make a robin sculpture.  He couldn't finish it, though.  Then Eric's &lt;font color="#009900"&gt;friend's Dee-Dee and Carly gave him an idea.  Eric knew his grandpa liked pickles and everybody&lt;/font&gt; likes pizza!  Read&lt;em&gt; Pickle Pizza &lt;/em&gt;to find out the rest.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-3058721224201099860?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3058721224201099860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/pickle-pizza-by-beverly-lewis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/3058721224201099860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/3058721224201099860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/pickle-pizza-by-beverly-lewis.html' title='Pickle Pizza by Beverly Lewis'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-7989344041708753738</id><published>2011-09-11T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T18:24:33.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Emma by Sally Warner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;I know I haven't blogged in awhile, but I'm glad to be back!  The book I've decided to begin the fall with is &lt;em&gt;Only Emma.  &lt;/em&gt;Emma loves being an only child.  Unfortunately, the son of her mom's friend, Anthony, comes over a lot and completely wrecks her room!  Emma is horrified to hear that Anthony's grandmother in Tucson is ill and Anthony's parents have to leave him with Emma and her mom for a whole week!  He sleeps in Emma's room and smells like peanut butter.  Emma grows to like him and is sad to see him leave early.  I'll let you find out the rest.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-7989344041708753738?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/7989344041708753738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/only-emma-by-sally-warner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/7989344041708753738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/7989344041708753738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/09/only-emma-by-sally-warner.html' title='Only Emma by Sally Warner'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-7610572902654065255</id><published>2011-08-04T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T16:39:39.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book of the Week</title><content type='html'>I started book of the week about a year ago and only got to book of the week #3, so I'm doing it again. This week I couldn't decide betwen 2 books so I just did both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kuZG81KB_DM/TWxiKrNTzLI/AAAAAAAAFTM/db2Y25MIub0/s270/DownloadedFile.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kuZG81KB_DM/TWxiKrNTzLI/AAAAAAAAFTM/db2Y25MIub0/s270/DownloadedFile.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. 10 Things I can do to Help my World by Melanie Walsh. The cool part about this book is it's made up of 100% recycled material. I got this book when I was in 1st grade and my little sisters begged for my mom to read it to them every night. I read this book around Earth Day this year and got it out again the other night. I really like this book. It's very creative and the pictures are really good, too. There are good suggestions for how to help our earth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i43.tower.com/images/mm101695915/pictures-from-our-vacation-lynne-rae-perkins-hardcover-cover-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" alt="" src="http://i43.tower.com/images/mm101695915/pictures-from-our-vacation-lynne-rae-perkins-hardcover-cover-art.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. Pictures from our Vacation by Lynne Rae Perkins is the second book. The illustrations for this book are wonderful. They show 2 maps in this book. The first map is a picture of how to get to the farmhouse where they are taking their vacation. The second map shows the lake which they never found on their own. When they finally got there it started to rain. I love this book. It is a great picture book that we have read a lot before bedtime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-7610572902654065255?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/7610572902654065255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/08/book-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/7610572902654065255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/7610572902654065255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/08/book-of-week.html' title='Book of the Week'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kuZG81KB_DM/TWxiKrNTzLI/AAAAAAAAFTM/db2Y25MIub0/s72-c/DownloadedFile.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-4951371871457173523</id><published>2011-07-19T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T13:58:25.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Baby-Sitters Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blog.scholastic.com/.a/6a00e55007a314883401053696b574970c-800wi"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://blog.scholastic.com/.a/6a00e55007a314883401053696b574970c-800wi" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm on a roll of reading. Right now I'm reading about 2 books a day, that means taking them to the pool also. The Baby-Sitters Club series by Ann M. Martin is what I have been devoting all my time to -I'll be starting the 7th book tonight. The books I've read so far are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Kristy's Great Idea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Claudia and the Phantom Phone Calls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. The Truth About Stacy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Mary Anne Saves the Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Dawn and the Impossible Three&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Kristy's Big Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hKzN6Z6pRQ8/S423TvOlGHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/nJoB7Dc7gww/s400/BigDayOld.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Claudia and the Phantom Phone Calls was a little scary, and I already had read a few books in this series, so I knew the truth about Stacy (book#3). Kristy's Big Day was probably my favorite book so far. These are my mom's books from when she was little and the first 5 pages were missing. Luckily my mom ordered another one from Amazon to replace this copy. I almost have all the Baby-Sitters Little Sister books by Ann M. Martin and I have all the The Baby-Sitters Club books, too. I won't run out of things to read for a while. I told my mom that if I read 25 of The Baby-Sitters Club books I will have read 40 books this summer which was my original goal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-4951371871457173523?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/4951371871457173523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/07/baby-sitters-club.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4951371871457173523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4951371871457173523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/07/baby-sitters-club.html' title='The Baby-Sitters Club'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hKzN6Z6pRQ8/S423TvOlGHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/nJoB7Dc7gww/s72-c/BigDayOld.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-6851859364758287141</id><published>2011-07-09T06:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T13:33:05.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Palace Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YzpSBUJ9Tnc/S48L85ry8oI/AAAAAAAAAMk/DWdi7tWKq6Y/s400/Palace+beautiful9780399252983H.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YzpSBUJ9Tnc/S48L85ry8oI/AAAAAAAAAMk/DWdi7tWKq6Y/s400/Palace+beautiful9780399252983H.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Palace Beautiful by Sarah Deford Williams might be my favorite book this year. At first I didn't read very much of this book, but then one night I read 150+ pages and then the next morning I finished it up. It was hard to put down. Sadie and Zuzu are sisters who lived in Texas. Now they have moved to Salt Lake City, Utah. Their mom died and their dad got married again. They like their step mom but are worried that something bad might happen to her like it did to their mom. In their new house they discover a journal hidden in the attic with their next door neighbor girl. Helen was the girl who wrote the journal in 1918. Back then World War I was taking place and so was the influenza epidemic. I wanted to keep reading to see if Helen was going to survive and stayed up way past my bedtime just to read the rest of Palace Beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-6851859364758287141?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/6851859364758287141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/07/palace-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/6851859364758287141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/6851859364758287141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/07/palace-beautiful.html' title='Palace Beautiful'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YzpSBUJ9Tnc/S48L85ry8oI/AAAAAAAAAMk/DWdi7tWKq6Y/s72-c/Palace+beautiful9780399252983H.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-9150808764045310951</id><published>2011-06-22T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T09:15:23.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Vacation</title><content type='html'>We just got back from our family vacation to Colorado this summer. We went to the Royal Gorge Bridge, Olympic Training Center, Casa Bonita, and the Omaha Zoo. The books I read in the many hours we spent in the car were: How Tia Lola Came to Stay, Judy Moody Goes to Hollywood, and Dork Diaries (the 3rd book).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 475px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1172370157l/169838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How Tia Lola Came to Visit Stay by Julia Alvarez is a book I really liked. They used a lot of Spanish in this book because there Tia Lola comes to visit from the Dominican Republic where they speak Spanish. Miguel and Juanita are siblings. Their parents just got divorced and they move to Vermont with there Mami. Their Papi still lives in New York when Miguel starts to like Tia Lola until she paints the house purple. Today at the library I got the second Tia Lola book and am looking forward to reading it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still reading the Dork Diaries by Rachel Renee Russell so iIll tell you more about that later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.preboundbooks.com/ws/image/cover/4942520/m" border="0" /&gt;Judy Moody Goes to Hollywood by Megan McDonald is abook that has a lot of interviews with the actors. I saw the movie Judy Moody and the Bummer Summer and I ilked this book because it has a lot of picturesof the movie. You can even get your own thrill points in this book just like Judy did in the movie. I have read all the Judy Moody books and was excited when the movie came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Summer Reading Goal 40 books!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have from May 24 until August 29 when school starts. If you're wondering why I have such a long summer, it is because we will have a new elementary building in the fall and the workers are getting a longer summer to keep working on construction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-9150808764045310951?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/9150808764045310951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-vacation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/9150808764045310951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/9150808764045310951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-vacation.html' title='Summer Vacation'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-4196795134541159422</id><published>2011-05-30T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T15:34:52.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading- Beginning of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's been awhile again so I'll tell you &lt;a href="http://www.savvyauntie.com/Admin/Images/Product/Thumb500x239/Product_Charlie_the_Ranch_Dog_Ree_Drummon_463856559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://www.savvyauntie.com/Admin/Images/Product/Thumb500x239/Product_Charlie_the_Ranch_Dog_Ree_Drummon_463856559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what I've been up to. I have been reading picture books for a week and a half and I have to tell you about this one: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Charlie the Ranch Dog by Ree Drummond. My mom gave me this book to put in my book shelf, so I decided to read it before I put it away -the book was awesome. Charlie is a ranch dog and he has a friend Suzie who helps him. Suzie and Charlie are very different. Suzie dosen't have the paws, droopy eyes, the floppy skin, or the dangly ears. I really liked this book- it was funny and cute. I also got a puppy a few weeks ago so I am in the mood for puppy books. It helps that Sammy (my puppy) is the same kind of dog Charlie is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/27280000/27285078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://img2.imagesbn.com/images/27280000/27285078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom just finished reading The Watsons go to Birmingham by Christopher Paul Curtis. It was a good book. I liked the chapter were he falls in the whool pooh - known by most people as a whirl pool. The sad part of this book is when the church that his sister is in at the time gets bombed. This book was funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictiondb.com/coversth/th_0312674821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://www.fictiondb.com/coversth/th_0312674821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right now I'm reading Piper Reed Campfire Girl by Kimberly Willis Holt. I started on Saturday and read five chapters on Saturday. I was only going to read four, but when Piper and her family got stopped by the police I just couldn't wait to see what happend, so I read another chapter. A new kid moves to town and is in Piper's class and has a brother in her younger sister's class and a brother in her older sister's class. Iv'e enjoyed this book so far and am hoping to finish it tonight or tomorow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictiondb.com/coversth/th_0547279671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://www.fictiondb.com/coversth/th_0547279671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another book I read recently is The Lemonade Crime by Jacqueline Davies. I read the first book and loved it. I read the last chapter of the first book over again to refresh my memory before I started this one.. In this book Jessie and her brother Evan think that Scott Spencer stole $208 from Evan's pocket. They think that because the one day when they were swimming Scott went in the house and came back out and had to leave suddenly. When Evan put his pants on there wasn't any money in his pocket. Jessie is so convinced about this she decides to have a trial to make Scott pay for his crime. Do you think that Scott stole the money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-4196795134541159422?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/4196795134541159422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/05/reading-beginning-of-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4196795134541159422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4196795134541159422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/05/reading-beginning-of-summer.html' title='Reading- Beginning of Summer'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-9086075011810517934</id><published>2011-04-08T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T18:27:11.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well... sorry I haven't posted in a while, but I'll tell you what I've been reading lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two nights ago I fnished The Best Christmas Pageant Ever by Barbara Robinson. In this book there is a Christmas pageant put on by a group of kids at a church. The Herdmans are a bunch of naughty kids and decide to be in the pageant. The person that normally directs the pageant breaks her leg. A different mom directs the play. Even though the pageant isn't the same as other years, it is really funny which is why I liked the book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.somepeoplejugglegeese.com/images/old/cs.princeton/Covers-50/The-Best-Christmas-Pageant.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read Dork Diaries by Rachel Renee Russell, too. This book is like Diary of a Wimpy Kid, except in a girl version. has problems with switcing new schools and gets embarassed when her dad drops her off at school in his exterminator van with a bug on top. I just stared the second Dork Diaries by the same author. My mom said there is another Dork Diaries book coming out this fall that I am already waiting for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4xEiZ1g8g4/S5aaTI3tzhI/AAAAAAAAF7A/4bRvk5h03qU/s400/Dork_Diaries.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The third book I am blogging about is Smile by Raina Telgemeier. This book is kind of like Dork Diaries, too, except this girl has problems with her teeth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.pbskids.org/itsmylife/blog/smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year I didn't have spring break but on my mom's first day after school we went to get henna tattoos. Tomorow morning I have ice skating that starts at nine. It is starting to feel like spring.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iR5HFEvgENU/TX-7ANKUygI/AAAAAAAAAJo/qEsjXg3oc7g/s200/IMG_3288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-9086075011810517934?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/9086075011810517934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/04/well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/9086075011810517934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/9086075011810517934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/04/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4xEiZ1g8g4/S5aaTI3tzhI/AAAAAAAAF7A/4bRvk5h03qU/s72-c/Dork_Diaries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-2043827592292398470</id><published>2011-01-02T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T17:49:12.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hank the Cowdog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udyUx2wdPC8/Sm8VYb_LkWI/AAAAAAAAAcg/f5lXdlvqZ7c/s320/HankCowdog.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udyUx2wdPC8/Sm8VYb_LkWI/AAAAAAAAAcg/f5lXdlvqZ7c/s320/HankCowdog.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A few weeks ago I got some Hank the Cowdog books by John R. Ericson.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We were listening to the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;first book in the series in our van&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hank is a really funny dog and he uses big words the wrong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;way. Drover is the other cowdog except Hank thinks Drover is more of a chickendog then a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cowdog. I really like these books because Hank is very funny. I have started the second Hank the Cowdog book a few nights ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-2043827592292398470?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/2043827592292398470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/01/hank-cowdog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/2043827592292398470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/2043827592292398470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2011/01/hank-cowdog.html' title='Hank the Cowdog'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_udyUx2wdPC8/Sm8VYb_LkWI/AAAAAAAAAcg/f5lXdlvqZ7c/s72-c/HankCowdog.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-8430617590572608353</id><published>2010-12-20T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T17:34:39.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.childrenslit.com/childrenslit/images/978-0-06-074160-0_mary_engelbreits_a_merry_little_christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://www.childrenslit.com/childrenslit/images/978-0-06-074160-0_mary_engelbreits_a_merry_little_christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A few nights ago I read a book to my little sister A Merry Little Christmas by Mary Engelbreit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The book is an A to Z book explaining things about Christmas. Like I is for ice skates and then it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;explains some more things. I really like this beause it goes in alphabetical order. My mom also&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;found a cool Christmas website, &lt;a href="http://www.northpole.com/"&gt;http://www.northpole.com/&lt;/a&gt;. I have been playing a lot of games on it. Christmas is just 5 days away! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-8430617590572608353?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/8430617590572608353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/8430617590572608353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/8430617590572608353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-5303614474192744895</id><published>2010-12-15T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T17:48:02.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lookingglassreview.com/assets/images/Mrs_Claus_Explains_it_all.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" alt="" src="http://www.lookingglassreview.com/assets/images/Mrs_Claus_Explains_it_all.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last night I read Mrs. Claus Explains it All by Elsbeth Claus. In this book Mrs. Claus answers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and questions that kids ask about Santa. One of the questions is what Santa likes to eat best&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Santa's favorite meal is macaroni -n- cheese. He also likes strawberries, but doesn't really care&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;for vegetables. Mrs. Claus said that she and Santa do an hour of exercise every day in their&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gym. And, Santa's favorite kind of cookies are chocolate chip cookies. I really liked this book&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;because it was full of questions and answers for me to learn a lot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-5303614474192744895?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/5303614474192744895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-night-i-read-mrs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/5303614474192744895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/5303614474192744895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-night-i-read-mrs.html' title=''/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-6396596385443439728</id><published>2010-09-06T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T08:49:50.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fancy Nancy: The 100th Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://burnhamlibrary.org/main/uploads/fancy-nancy-the-100th-day-of-school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://burnhamlibrary.org/main/uploads/fancy-nancy-the-100th-day-of-school.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I helped my 6 year old sister read Fancy Nancy: The 100th Day of School by Jane O'Connor. I had read it already a night before her. Everybody in Fancy Nancy's class is supposed to to bring in 100 of something for the 100th day of school. Fancy Nancy doesn't know what to bring and when she asks her teacher for help, her teacher told she can think of something. When she gets home she asks for help. Her mom tells her to make a picture out of macaroni. Then she asks her dad for help. He tells her to take 50 pairs of socks to school that would make 100 socks. Later that night her sister's goldfish dies. This is a wonderful book and you will have to check it out from the library to find out what Fancy Nancy brings to school to celebrate the 100th day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-6396596385443439728?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/6396596385443439728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/09/fancy-nancy-100th-day-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/6396596385443439728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/6396596385443439728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/09/fancy-nancy-100th-day-of-school.html' title='Fancy Nancy: The 100th Day of School'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-4136583204470955419</id><published>2010-06-21T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T11:14:14.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSQmfen-5og/SrLSikcOFCI/AAAAAAAADAY/iWSmr3Qau5k/s400/Tack-What%27sNewCupcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSQmfen-5og/SrLSikcOFCI/AAAAAAAADAY/iWSmr3Qau5k/s400/Tack-What%27sNewCupcake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.womansday.com/var/ezflow_site/storage/images/media/galleries-slideshows/5-charming-coffee-table-books/hello-cupcake!/88575-7-eng-US/Hello-Cupcake!_slideshow_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://www.womansday.com/var/ezflow_site/storage/images/media/galleries-slideshows/5-charming-coffee-table-books/hello-cupcake!/88575-7-eng-US/Hello-Cupcake!_slideshow_image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://library.loganutah.org/teens/reviews/covers/summermonkeys.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://library.loganutah.org/teens/reviews/covers/summermonkeys.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hachettebookgroup.com/_images/ISBNCovers/Covers_mid/9780316068710_94X145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" alt="" src="http://www.hachettebookgroup.com/_images/ISBNCovers/Covers_mid/9780316068710_94X145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I'm sorry I haven't posted in a while, so I'll tell you what I've been up to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday it was finally sunny out so my dad and his friends shingled our roof. It was really loud. Also on Saturday it was Grump Days so we want to the parade. For Father's Day we painted pottery to give to my dad that we gave to him yesterday. We've gone to the pool a few times and we've had a few playdates. With my grandma we have baked some cupcakes from 2 books called Hello Cupcake and What's New Cupcake? Right now I'm reading The Far Side of the Loch which would be about Martha, Laura Ingalls Wilder's great grandma. I'm only on the 3rd chapter so I'll post about it later when I'm further in the book. Right now at night my mom is reading to me and my sister the book Summer of the Monkeys. In this book the boy, Jay Berry is trying to catch monkeys. At one point in time he caught two monkeys but they escaped. Jay Berry even got in a fight with the monkeys who bit him and pulled his hair out. The monkeys even got him drunk. The part he hates the most is when he gets sick and his sister practives being a nurse. Yesterday I finished reading Dewey the Libary Cat on the Kindle -it was a great book. I've been to the library a lot this summer. My little sister started gymnastics earlier this summer and tomorrow I have our summer reading program at the library and piano lessons. I better practice tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-4136583204470955419?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/4136583204470955419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-im-sorry-i-havent-posted-in-while.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4136583204470955419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4136583204470955419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-im-sorry-i-havent-posted-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSQmfen-5og/SrLSikcOFCI/AAAAAAAADAY/iWSmr3Qau5k/s72-c/Tack-What%27sNewCupcake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-4431027039408625328</id><published>2010-06-14T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T14:16:47.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jokes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT DO HORSES USE TO OPEN GATES?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;      DON-KEYS (LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-4431027039408625328?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/4431027039408625328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/06/jokes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4431027039408625328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4431027039408625328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/06/jokes.html' title='jokes'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-4089791484413349561</id><published>2010-06-14T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T14:13:04.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister Magic Mabel Strikes a Chord by Anne Mazer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Mabel loves to play piano.  Her little sister,Violet,just wants to do what Mabel does.  One night, Mabel finds that her little sister has magic!  One day Mabel's mother says she is going to put on a concert.  Will Violet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;destroy&lt;/span&gt; it?                                                &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-4089791484413349561?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/4089791484413349561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/06/sister-magic-mabel-strikes-chord-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4089791484413349561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4089791484413349561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/06/sister-magic-mabel-strikes-chord-by.html' title='Sister Magic Mabel Strikes a Chord by Anne Mazer'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-3785955956070534660</id><published>2010-04-16T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T04:43:33.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book of the week 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://emliterary.com/cms/uploads/thumb3/9780802786579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://emliterary.com/cms/uploads/thumb3/9780802786579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now I am reading Abigal Iris The Pet Project by Lisa Glatt and Suzanne Greenberg. In this book Abigail is at the store and she sees a kitten - she really wants it. Since her half birthday is coming up, that would be the perfect gift. But mom says that they would have to talk about it. Abigal Iris is asking if she well get the cat. I've really enjoyed the book so far and I am planning to finish it tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-3785955956070534660?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3785955956070534660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/04/book-of-week-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/3785955956070534660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/3785955956070534660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/04/book-of-week-3.html' title='Book of the week 3'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-7892468784080320417</id><published>2010-04-03T06:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T07:14:16.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book of the Week 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://rosemarywells.com/stage/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/max-counts-his-chickens_150wide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://rosemarywells.com/stage/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/max-counts-his-chickens_150wide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book of the week this week is Max Counts His Chickens by Rosemary Wells. In this book the Easter Bunny hid ten hot pink chicks. When Max's sister Ruby wakes up she says "finders keepers." Max and Ruby are both looking but Ruby spots all the eggs. Grandma comes in the room and says "oh dear" and makes a phone call. If you want to figure out who the Grandma calls, read Max Counts His Chickens. I like this book because it's fun seeing where Max and Ruby look and it is just in time for Easter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-7892468784080320417?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/7892468784080320417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/04/book-of-week-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/7892468784080320417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/7892468784080320417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/04/book-of-week-2.html' title='Book of the Week 2'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-8803213269709613902</id><published>2010-03-28T12:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T13:53:34.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tillie Lays an Egg - My Book of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://inneedofchocolate.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/tillie_cover_dropshadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" alt="" src="http://inneedofchocolate.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/tillie_cover_dropshadow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I am starting a new thing  - a book of the week. This week is the book Tillie Lays An Egg by Terry Golson. In this book there are 7 chickens and there are 3 chicken coops so the chickens take turns laying eggs. Tillie never lays eggs in the coop, instead wandering around the farm and the house. Each day Tillie finds an unusual place to lay her egg. I really like this book because I like to see all the places Tillie goes and I love the photographs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-8803213269709613902?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/8803213269709613902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/03/tillie-lays-egg-my-book-of-week.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/8803213269709613902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/8803213269709613902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/03/tillie-lays-egg-my-book-of-week.html' title='Tillie Lays an Egg - My Book of the Week'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-805570817930222222</id><published>2010-03-20T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T09:57:56.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice skating</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dreamstime.com/ice-skating-cartoon-thumb6828744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px" alt="" src="http://www.dreamstime.com/ice-skating-cartoon-thumb6828744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was my first ice skating lesseons -I am in Basic 1. It was very cold. I fell down a few times and it hurts. In the begining it was hard then it got easy. Today I lerned to glide, and stomp. My favorite part was free time. When it was time to go I wanted to stay longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-805570817930222222?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/805570817930222222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/03/ice-skating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/805570817930222222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/805570817930222222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/03/ice-skating.html' title='Ice skating'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-6209169435935140198</id><published>2010-03-10T15:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T15:47:07.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at My Wimp!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wimpyourself.s3.amazonaws.com/avatar_medium_1268264764_3155480599962175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 488px" alt="" src="http://wimpyourself.s3.amazonaws.com/avatar_medium_1268264764_3155480599962175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Try it yourself:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wimpyourself.com/"&gt;www.wimpyourself.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-6209169435935140198?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/6209169435935140198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/03/look-at-my-wimp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/6209169435935140198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/6209169435935140198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/03/look-at-my-wimp.html' title='Look at My Wimp!'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-4734649550153491813</id><published>2010-03-09T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T16:49:42.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOKE OF THE DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;What do frogs eat in France?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;French Flies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-4734649550153491813?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/4734649550153491813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/03/joke-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4734649550153491813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4734649550153491813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/03/joke-of-day.html' title='JOKE OF THE DAY'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-1840100705303630851</id><published>2010-03-09T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T16:47:16.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OSCAR  The Big Adventure of a Little Sock Monkey         by Amy Schwartz &amp; Leonard S. Marcus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oscar is a sock monkey.  He lives with a little girl and a rabbit named, Cottontail.  The little girl is very forgetful.  When it time for the school pet show, the little girl leaves early with Cottontail.   Oscar wakes from sleeping to find that the little girl has forgotten to take the key to Cottontail's cage.  How will she open it when she gets there?  Oscar puts the key around his neck and starts out on his journey to find the little girl's school and give her the key.  This is what begins the adventures of Oscar, the little sock monkey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-1840100705303630851?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/1840100705303630851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/03/oscar-big-adventure-of-little-sock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/1840100705303630851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/1840100705303630851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/03/oscar-big-adventure-of-little-sock.html' title='OSCAR  The Big Adventure of a Little Sock Monkey         by Amy Schwartz &amp; Leonard S. Marcus'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-2855763162428390581</id><published>2010-02-09T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T13:53:37.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Encyclopedia Brown - Childrens Classic Mystery Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.diesel-ebooks.com/mas_assets/thumb/parent-9780525421009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://www.diesel-ebooks.com/mas_assets/thumb/parent-9780525421009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;On Saturday I finished reading Encyclopedia Brown Super Sleuth by Donald J. So&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;bol. Here are my favorite chapters: 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The Case of the Headless Ghost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; There is a bully that lives in Encyclopedia's town named Bugs. Bugs is tricking all the kids that there is a headless ghost. Bugs is making kids pay a 10 cents to look in the window to see the ghost or pay 25 cents to go in and talk to the ghost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; The Case of the Disappearring Hundreds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Encyclopedia and his helper Sally are spendingthe afternoon with Mr. O' Hara whoowns a drugstore. Earlier that morning Mr. O' Hara got 3 100 dollar bills from the bank. Somebody that works at the drugstore stole the money. Mr. O'Hara already asked them if they stole the money and all of them said no. Here are the other chapters in this book:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The Case of the Hollow Tree, The Case of the Stolen Moonstone, The Case of the Patriotic Volunteer, The Case of the Stolen Watch, The Case of the Gym Bag, The Case of the Supercomputer Brain, The Case of the Giggling Goldilocks, And The Case of Shoeless Sam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; I liked this book because I liked to try to solve the case by myself. I figured out 3 of the chapters by myself. If you like to solve mysteries read Encyclopedia Brown Super Sleuth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This is also a book I read for the Childrens Classic Mystery Challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-2855763162428390581?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/2855763162428390581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-saturday-i-finished-reading.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/2855763162428390581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/2855763162428390581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-saturday-i-finished-reading.html' title='Encyclopedia Brown - Childrens Classic Mystery Challenge'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-1463528041127196929</id><published>2010-02-07T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T08:37:02.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Fannie's Hat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.flipkart.com/bk_imgs/831/9780613314831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://img.flipkart.com/bk_imgs/831/9780613314831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last night I read Miss Fannie's Hat by Jan Karon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; Miss Fannie is 99 and has a closet full of hats. Everybody loves Miss Fannie's hats including her friends. Miss Fannie's pastor asks for a hat to raise money to fix stuff for the church. Miss Fannie gives her Easter hat to the church and it raises a lot of money to help fix the bell at church and put on a new roof. I liked this book because I think it is cute and I like the part when Miss Fannie brings back memories of all her hats.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-1463528041127196929?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/1463528041127196929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/02/miss-fannies-hat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/1463528041127196929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/1463528041127196929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/02/miss-fannies-hat.html' title='Miss Fannie&apos;s Hat'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-4026242317548116351</id><published>2010-02-06T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T19:00:19.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Deep Is the Sea?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.usborne.com/images/covers/eng/width_223px/how_deep_is_sea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" alt="" src="http://www.usborne.com/images/covers/eng/width_223px/how_deep_is_sea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just finished reading How Deep is the Sea by Anna Milbourne and Serena Riglietti. Pipkin is a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;penguin who is wondering how deep is the sea. His mom sends Pipkin down to see how deep the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sea is. On the way Pipkin meets two predators. Pipkin finds a submarine and gets to go to the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;bottom of the sea. I think this book is cool because at the end there is a poster that tells the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-4026242317548116351?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/4026242317548116351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-just-finished-reading-how-deep-is-sea.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4026242317548116351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4026242317548116351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-just-finished-reading-how-deep-is-sea.html' title='How Deep Is the Sea?'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-817227343225151488</id><published>2010-02-06T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T15:25:57.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edwina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tg5zZZnf6e4/RyERwLq7pyI/AAAAAAAAA_4/Cz1UF46sXpg/s320/edwina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tg5zZZnf6e4/RyERwLq7pyI/AAAAAAAAA_4/Cz1UF46sXpg/s320/edwina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edwina the Dinosaur Who Didn't Know She Was Extinct is one of my favorite books by Mo Willems. Edwina was a dinosour that everyone liked except Reginald Von Hoobie Doobie. Reginald Von Hoobie Doobie says that Edwina should be extinct. In the end Edwina bakes cookies for Reginald Von Hoobie Doobie. I really liked this book because I think it is funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-817227343225151488?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/817227343225151488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/02/edwina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/817227343225151488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/817227343225151488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/02/edwina.html' title='Edwina'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tg5zZZnf6e4/RyERwLq7pyI/AAAAAAAAA_4/Cz1UF46sXpg/s72-c/edwina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-6841065457905009137</id><published>2010-02-02T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T15:55:55.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skylark by Patricia MacLachlan (sequel to Sarah, Plain and Tall)</title><content type='html'>There is a drought out on the prairie where Papa, Sarah, Anna,and Caleb lived. No one was happy, everybody was sad. One day Sarah, Anna, and Caleb went to Maine(Sarah's homeland).  When they were in Maine it rained! On their last day in Maine Papa came! Papa and Sarah had a very special surprise for Anna and Caleb.  If you want to find out what the surprise was read this book for yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-6841065457905009137?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/6841065457905009137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/02/skylark-by-patricia-maclachlan-sequel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/6841065457905009137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/6841065457905009137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/02/skylark-by-patricia-maclachlan-sequel.html' title='Skylark by Patricia MacLachlan (sequel to &lt;em&gt;Sarah, Plain and Tall&lt;/em&gt;)'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-7629455161338887979</id><published>2010-01-25T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:16:27.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day Dolores by Barbara Samuels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://rgr-static1.tangentlabs.co.uk/images/bau/97803743/9780374328443/0/0/plain/happy-valentines-day-dolores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://rgr-static1.tangentlabs.co.uk/images/bau/97803743/9780374328443/0/0/plain/happy-valentines-day-dolores.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dolores had a horrid habit. She would always be sneaking into her sister Faye's room. One day Faye had had enough. Dolores didn't go into Faye's room for quite some time. One night Dolores saw Faye slip a box in her drawer. When Faye was at soccer practice Dolores peeked in the box. If you want to find out what was in the box read this book for yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/59/90830E047ADC399976E1C20F82085A27.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-7629455161338887979?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/7629455161338887979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-valentines-day-dolores-by-barbara.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/7629455161338887979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/7629455161338887979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-valentines-day-dolores-by-barbara.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day Dolores by Barbara Samuels'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-7583574799789351574</id><published>2010-01-25T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:21:38.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://alisonmcghee.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/julia-gillian-and-the-quest-for-joy-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://alisonmcghee.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/julia-gillian-and-the-quest-for-joy-cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I finished reading Julia Gillian and the Quest for Joy by Alison McGhee. It is a very long book that I really liked. In this book Julia Gillian and her frined Bonwit have both told lies. Also their lunch room teacher breaks her leg, so they get a substitute lunch room teacher named Dumpling Man. All the kids in Julia Gillian's school don't like Dumpling Man. Julia Gillian and her friend Bonwit find out that Dumpling Man's real name is Vince Wintz. I really liked this book because I liked finding out more about Julia Gillian and her life since I read the first Julia Gillian book a while ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/59/04CEB9C62F6EB9CA85215370E148E31E.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-7583574799789351574?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/7583574799789351574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-night-i-finished-reading-julia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/7583574799789351574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/7583574799789351574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-night-i-finished-reading-julia.html' title=''/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-5847019596689529980</id><published>2010-01-24T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:18:43.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TV Moms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://livelyset.net/media/pics/tvmoms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://livelyset.net/media/pics/tvmoms.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now I am reading TV Moms at bedtime. This book is by Ray Richmond. It is long but I am really enjoying it. I have read a lot of chapters like The Flinstones and The Brady Bunch. I also have read The Cosbys and Bewitched. A lot of these chapters are about TV shows that I have watched. My favorite part of each chapter is that they include called Classic Mom-ents that talks about the best parts of the show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/59/04CEB9C62F6EB9CA85215370E148E31E.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-5847019596689529980?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/5847019596689529980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/01/tv-moms.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/5847019596689529980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/5847019596689529980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/01/tv-moms.html' title='TV Moms'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-1699146341014077462</id><published>2010-01-20T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:19:02.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby Takes a Stand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.flipkart.com/bk_imgs/115/9780670060115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://img.flipkart.com/bk_imgs/115/9780670060115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In November I read Abby Takes a Stand by Patricia C. McKissack. This is something that really happened in 1960. Abby is a black person back in the time of segregation. My teacher explained that segregation means black people and white people could not eat at the same restaurants or go to the same schools, or drink in the same drinking fountains. The people in Abby's town are tired of being treated badly. They keep on having meetings on how to stop it. Finally they think of something. Part of the plan is that adults will sit in restaurants that only serve white people. The best part I liked about this book is that it is about a true event. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/59/04CEB9C62F6EB9CA85215370E148E31E.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-1699146341014077462?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/1699146341014077462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/01/abby-takes-stand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/1699146341014077462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/1699146341014077462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/01/abby-takes-stand.html' title='Abby Takes a Stand'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-4881690735649299632</id><published>2010-01-19T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:19:20.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.flipkart.com/bk_imgs/660/9780060899660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" alt="" src="http://img.flipkart.com/bk_imgs/660/9780060899660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two nights ago I read White House Q&amp;amp;A, a Smithsonian Book. So here are some facts about the White House.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The White House gets a fresh coat of paint every 4 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The White House started out grayish brown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. The Rose Garden is just outside the Oval Office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Theodore Roosevelt had bears and raccoons and a lot of other animals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. When John Adams was president only 6 of the thirty six rooms were finished when he moved in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find some more interesting facts. Read this book!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/59/04CEB9C62F6EB9CA85215370E148E31E.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-4881690735649299632?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/4881690735649299632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-nights-ago-i-read-white-house-q.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4881690735649299632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4881690735649299632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-nights-ago-i-read-white-house-q.html' title=''/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-2945265216651134463</id><published>2010-01-14T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:19:39.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bloomsburykids.com/bloomsbury/covers/9780802797827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px" alt="" src="http://www.bloomsburykids.com/bloomsbury/covers/9780802797827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I finished reading Abigail Iris The One And Only by Lisa Glatt and Suzanne Greenberg. Abigail Iris gets to go on a trip for spring break with her friend Genevieve to San Francisco. Abigail Iris has only been to San Diego before. While they are in San Francisco they visited Chinatown. I really enjoyed this book. I heard about it from my friend Japhy's mom. If you would like to figure out what happens, read Abigail Iris the One and Only. I think there is going to be a suries of Abigail Iris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/59/04CEB9C62F6EB9CA85215370E148E31E.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-2945265216651134463?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/2945265216651134463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-night-i-finished-reading-abigail.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/2945265216651134463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/2945265216651134463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-night-i-finished-reading-abigail.html' title=''/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-7012527849451705716</id><published>2010-01-07T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:21:13.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day # 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.flipkart.com/bk_imgs/003/9780590926003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://img.flipkart.com/bk_imgs/003/9780590926003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finished reading Get Well Soon Mallory by Ann M. Martin. In this book Mallory gets sick. It turns out that Mallory has mononucleosis. Mallory has to get better before Thanksgiving because they are going to the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade. I really like The Babysitters Club books and I think you will too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/42/F3AB4CD2E785F1007F32924FB5EDD922.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-7012527849451705716?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/7012527849451705716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-day-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/7012527849451705716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/7012527849451705716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-day-3.html' title='Snow Day # 3'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-166656802477859270</id><published>2009-12-31T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:20:14.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Challenge For Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c328/jenndon/mysterychallenge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c328/jenndon/mysterychallenge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am signing up to be a part of the Children's Classics Mystery Challenge. My mom is signed up, too. I haven't read any of these mystery books yet, but my goal is to read one Nancy Drew, one Trixie Belden, and one Encyclopedia Brown book during this challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/398/C0D479DE3E90D273B7C243AEDC8F065C.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/59/04CEB9C62F6EB9CA85215370E148E31E.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-166656802477859270?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/166656802477859270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/challenge-for-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/166656802477859270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/166656802477859270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/challenge-for-me.html' title='A Challenge For Me'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-2873796592639797329</id><published>2009-12-27T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T14:48:21.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kidsreads.com/art/covers/0689845154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://www.kidsreads.com/art/covers/0689845154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few nights ago I finished reading The Report Card by Andrew Clements. In this book Nora gets C's or D's on her report card. At dinner that night Nora is suppose to show her report card to her parents. When her dad finds out she got C's and D's he is not happy. I really liked this book. If you want to find out what hapens read The Report Card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/398/C0D479DE3E90D273B7C243AEDC8F065C.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-2873796592639797329?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/2873796592639797329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/few-nights-ago-i-finished-reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/2873796592639797329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/2873796592639797329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/few-nights-ago-i-finished-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-7571583609735952654</id><published>2009-12-25T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T16:32:04.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Books for Me</title><content type='html'>Here are a few the books we got for Christmas:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img2.webster.it/BUS/300/091/9780670010912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.flipkart.com/bk_imgs/250/9780380709250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbZMnLwK5x4/SxmTY6AmDAI/AAAAAAAACeM/T3V5SX6YbIA/s320/Product_Fancy_Nancy_Splendiferous_Christmas_Jane_OConnor_Savvy_Auntie_Gift_for_Niece_1079499327.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iXOMxV8Avi0/SnrRceePDeI/AAAAAAAABEg/rJpeJoSQ6BU/s400/shmah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/393/58B45DC9F34C9400B55D72A7F0F3D67D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-7571583609735952654?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/7571583609735952654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-books-for-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/7571583609735952654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/7571583609735952654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-books-for-me.html' title='Christmas Books for Me'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbZMnLwK5x4/SxmTY6AmDAI/AAAAAAAACeM/T3V5SX6YbIA/s72-c/Product_Fancy_Nancy_Splendiferous_Christmas_Jane_OConnor_Savvy_Auntie_Gift_for_Niece_1079499327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-3785929295719815872</id><published>2009-12-23T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T16:33:18.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/25420000/25422968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" alt="" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/25420000/25422968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorite books (and my little sister's) is Topsy-Turvy Bedtime by Joan Levine . Arathusela is a little girl who dosen't like going to bed so one night she puts her parents to bed. After Arathusela gets tired of coloring she asks her parents if she can get in bed with them. And her parents say NO. Arathusela says but i'm the boss tonight . I really like this book and I think you will, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/393/58B45DC9F34C9400B55D72A7F0F3D67D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-3785929295719815872?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3785929295719815872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-of-my-favorite-books-and-my-little.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/3785929295719815872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/3785929295719815872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-of-my-favorite-books-and-my-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-6770544128954578546</id><published>2009-12-19T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T12:10:57.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.zondervan.com/images/product/medium/0310712491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" alt="" src="http://www.zondervan.com/images/product/medium/0310712491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finished reading The Berenstain Bears Love Their Neighbors by Jan &amp;amp; Mike Berenstain . All of there neighbors are tidy except the Bogg brothers. There is a big town party and on the way there, the Bears' car breaks down. Nobody helps them except the Bogg brothers. It turns out to be even though they aren't tidy, they are nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/386/B559616DE4B2DC29BA5C5A3C1833F19D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-6770544128954578546?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/6770544128954578546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-finished-reading-berenstain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/6770544128954578546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/6770544128954578546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-finished-reading-berenstain.html' title=''/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-1019331247601575112</id><published>2009-12-17T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T12:53:31.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://assets1.snsassets.com/images/books/9780689845253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://assets1.snsassets.com/images/books/9780689845253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now I am reading The Last Holiday Concert by Andrew Clements. Hart is the most populur kid at school . But his sister Sarah is making up stories that she is the one telling him all the stuff which is making him popular. This is what I read last night... He is shooting rubber bands at the music teacher and now he has to stay after school two days. I just started it, and so far I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/385/7EF888C52548F95054986EBB6377005C.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-1019331247601575112?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/1019331247601575112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/right-now-i-am-reading-last-holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/1019331247601575112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/1019331247601575112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/right-now-i-am-reading-last-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-1846706890235787431</id><published>2009-12-16T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T04:11:40.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sassy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i.biblio.com/z/529/071/9780545071529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://i.biblio.com/z/529/071/9780545071529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I finished Sassy The Birthday Storm by Sharon M.Draper. In this book Sassy and her family are going to Florida to celebrate Grammy's birthday. But there is a hurricane in the Atlantic heading toward Grammy's town. All of Grammy's neighbors have left the area and the electricity goes out. It's a good thing Sassy still carries her purse with her so she can help solve some problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/384/BE309A73226DB3418B0776B9715CD201.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-1846706890235787431?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/1846706890235787431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/sassy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/1846706890235787431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/1846706890235787431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/sassy.html' title='Sassy'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-8523327537508840302</id><published>2009-12-14T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T08:56:19.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks For nothing! by Peter Maloney &amp; Felicia Zekauskas</title><content type='html'>It's almost Thanksgiving and Peter doesn't know what he's thankful for. So Peter made a list. Almost everyday he added something. Finally it was Thanksgiving Day and Peter brought his list to school. When it was his turn to say what he was thankful for his list was gone! If you are interested in this book check it out for yourself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/382/0490D53522ECF4EADECF278D8C16052F.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-8523327537508840302?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/8523327537508840302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanks-for-nothing-by-peter-maloney.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/8523327537508840302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/8523327537508840302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanks-for-nothing-by-peter-maloney.html' title='Thanks For nothing! by Peter Maloney &amp; Felicia Zekauskas'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-198272789103416586</id><published>2009-12-13T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T19:22:50.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Christmas books</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i.biblio.com/z/453/059/9780688059453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://i.biblio.com/z/453/059/9780688059453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really want to know what your favorite Christmas book is. To tell me just post a comment. My favorite Christmas book is The Puppy Who Wanted A Boy. In this story, a puppy named Petey wants a boy for Christmas more than anything. Petey asks almost every dog or puppy in the neighborhood if they want to give away their boy. Petey is cold and hungry but finds a home when he walks by a sign that reads Home for Boys. To find out what happens at the shelter read it for yourself. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/381/3DC64508788C088752D38319D6F53F1E.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-198272789103416586?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/198272789103416586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/favorite-christmas-books.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/198272789103416586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/198272789103416586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/favorite-christmas-books.html' title='Favorite Christmas books'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-6260397367200823668</id><published>2009-12-13T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T19:24:44.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiloh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M0g8RApG_H4/SMahTADc0zI/AAAAAAAAAYU/PVXgLUknJKc/s400/shiloh_bookcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M0g8RApG_H4/SMahTADc0zI/AAAAAAAAAYU/PVXgLUknJKc/s400/shiloh_bookcover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been reading the Shiloh books by Phyllis Reynolds Naylor at bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 things I like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Shiloh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Marty &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Things I Don't Like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Judd Travers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 . Leaving Shiloh home alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are on the 3rd book Saving Shiloh&lt;br /&gt;Here's the list of books in order:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Shiloh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Shiloh Season&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Saving Shiloh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/381/1E88F6E5B9C8A657056EC663C1CCBADA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-6260397367200823668?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/6260397367200823668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/shiloh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/6260397367200823668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/6260397367200823668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/shiloh.html' title='Shiloh'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M0g8RApG_H4/SMahTADc0zI/AAAAAAAAAYU/PVXgLUknJKc/s72-c/shiloh_bookcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-3877642996811876268</id><published>2009-12-13T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T19:20:16.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Worrywarts by Pamela Duncan Edwards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wombania.com/wombat-books/wombat-book-images/the-worrywarts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://www.wombania.com/wombat-books/wombat-book-images/the-worrywarts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wombania.com/wombat-books/wombat-book-images/the-worrywarts.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;One Wednesday, Wombat wanted to go for a walk. She asked her friends what they thought, and they said it was a great idea. They started packing their bags when Wombat piped up, "What if... some wasps catch us?". Weasel gave some suggestions. Then, Weasel and Woodchuck started worrying. If you want to find out how the walk turns out, check out The Worrywarts from your public library or buy it for yourself. Merry Christmas! :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/381/3DC64508788C088752D38319D6F53F1E.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-3877642996811876268?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/3877642996811876268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/worrywarts-by-pamela-duncan-edwards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/3877642996811876268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/3877642996811876268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/worrywarts-by-pamela-duncan-edwards.html' title='The Worrywarts by Pamela Duncan Edwards'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-5934186599641337158</id><published>2009-12-13T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:48:00.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/images/dyn/cover/?source=9780679887553&amp;amp;height=300&amp;amp;maxwidth=170"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px" alt="" src="http://www.randomhouse.com/images/dyn/cover/?source=9780679887553&amp;amp;height=300&amp;amp;maxwidth=170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finshed The Deadly Dungeon by Ron Roy yesterday [an A to Z mystery]. In this book Dink, Josh, and Ruth Rose are going to Wallis Wallace's castle. Wallis says there's a ghost of Emory Scott in the castle. There also is a cave that turns into a dungeon and in the dungeon are parrots . If you went to figure out what happens read The Deadly Dungeon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/380/DCE1041C80BDEDE1D8A3AA6D0DACE5AB.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-5934186599641337158?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/5934186599641337158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-finshed-deadly-dungeon-by-ron.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/5934186599641337158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/5934186599641337158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-finshed-deadly-dungeon-by-ron.html' title=''/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-1069684068098021123</id><published>2009-12-12T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T19:19:42.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grumpy Grandpa by Heather Henson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://assets2.snsassets.com/images/books/9781416908111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://assets2.snsassets.com/images/books/9781416908111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In this book, there is a boy who has a grumpy grandpa. And this Grandpa isn't just grumpy sometimes, he's grumpy all the time. And everyday after his nap Grandpa disappears. No one lives by Grandpa except Aunt Ellie and Uncle Wilbur. One day after Grandpa's nap he takes the boy with him! If you want to find out where they go check it out from your public library. Merry Christmas! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/380/9B20DB6956CACAA749C178BDC9631691.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-1069684068098021123?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/1069684068098021123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/grumpy-grandpa-by-heather-henson.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/1069684068098021123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/1069684068098021123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/grumpy-grandpa-by-heather-henson.html' title='Grumpy Grandpa by Heather Henson'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-6347504593979195697</id><published>2009-12-12T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T19:16:47.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Snow Globe Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bookwizard.scholastic.com/content/media/products/27/9780399242427_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="http://bookwizard.scholastic.com/content/media/products/27/9780399242427_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Snow Globe Family by Jane O'Connor is one of my favorite Christmas books. On the mantle in the big house there was a snow globe. In the snow globe lived a snow globe family. The snow globe family wished that that someone would shake up the family and make a blizzard. The only person to notice them anymore is the baby that lives with the big family in the house. To find out if the snow globe family gets their wish, read this book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/380/37204B64E83E151007FFF6E6AEC0A2A0.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-6347504593979195697?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/6347504593979195697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow-globe-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/6347504593979195697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/6347504593979195697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow-globe-family.html' title='The Snow Globe Family'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-5047911395076622405</id><published>2009-12-12T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T19:21:28.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Eggs and Ham by Dr. Seuss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://chronicle.uchicago.edu/030417/seuss-green-eggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://chronicle.uchicago.edu/030417/seuss-green-eggs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today we have a guest blogger, Jacob, who is 3 1/2 so I am typing for him. Jake likes Sam I Am. Jake said, "I would eat with a fox but not green eggs and ham, because they are yucky." In this book, Sam is always making people try green eggs and ham. This book is one of Jake's favorites and I think you would like it too. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/380/9B20DB6956CACAA749C178BDC9631691.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-5047911395076622405?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/5047911395076622405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/green-eggs-and-ham-by-dr-seuss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/5047911395076622405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/5047911395076622405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/green-eggs-and-ham-by-dr-seuss.html' title='Green Eggs and Ham by Dr. Seuss'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-4322232264872568938</id><published>2009-12-11T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T18:46:53.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spot the Plot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://chroniclebooks.com/images/items/9780811/9780811846684/9780811846684_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 475px" alt="" src="http://chroniclebooks.com/images/items/9780811/9780811846684/9780811846684_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spot the Plot is rhyming picture book of riddles. For example one riddle is about the Wizard of Oz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The sky shook,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the wind tossed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me in the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toto-ly lost..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you be able to guess what story this rhyme is about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/379/7D3C588D64921B26ED91CE0054A832B6.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-4322232264872568938?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/4322232264872568938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/spot-plot.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4322232264872568938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/4322232264872568938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/spot-plot.html' title='Spot the Plot'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-7410390739105265364</id><published>2009-12-11T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T18:37:55.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angelina Ballerina by Katharine Holabird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.patronan.com/images/AngelinaBallerina.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" alt="" src="http://www.patronan.com/images/AngelinaBallerina.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angelina danced all the time. She danced in her dreams, in her mother's gowns, and over daisies. She danced so much she for got about her chores. Angelina's parents had had enough of her dancing. So the next morning, there was a present on the table that read: TO: ANGELINA If you want to find what was inside that present, check it out from your public library! Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/379/C8B2CA490FAB8459A7A34CB99AC2A898.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-7410390739105265364?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/7410390739105265364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/angelina-ballerina-by-katharine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/7410390739105265364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/7410390739105265364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/angelina-ballerina-by-katharine.html' title='Angelina Ballerina by Katharine Holabird'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-7775844867381705861</id><published>2009-12-11T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T18:39:57.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Froggy's First Kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://covers.openlibrary.org/b/olid/OL672716M-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://covers.openlibrary.org/b/olid/OL672716M-M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this book, Froggy is in love with Frogilina. Every time Frogilina smiles at Froggy he has a baffling feeling. Everyday, Frogilina gives Froggy her dessert from lunch. Then it was Valentine's Day and Froggy's class made valentines. That day at lunch, Frogilina gave Froggy a KISS! So he gave his mom the valentine instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/379/C8B2CA490FAB8459A7A34CB99AC2A898.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-7775844867381705861?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/7775844867381705861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/froggys-first-kiss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/7775844867381705861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/7775844867381705861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/froggys-first-kiss.html' title='Froggy&apos;s First Kiss'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-213274320878281269</id><published>2009-12-10T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T18:47:45.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary of a Wimpy Kid by Jeff Kinney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.spinebreakers.com/books/diaryofawimpykid/PublishingImages/Diary_of_a_Wimpy_Kid_Jacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px" alt="" src="http://www.spinebreakers.com/books/diaryofawimpykid/PublishingImages/Diary_of_a_Wimpy_Kid_Jacket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In this funny book, Greg Heffley is always getting himself into big messes. For example, Greg listened to his brother Rodrick's CD at midnight. He forgot to plug in the headphones, so it came out the speakers and woke everyone up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then, there was the time when Greg and his best friend, Rowley, decided to trick-or-treat until midnight. A bunch of teenagers sprayed them with a fire extinguisher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you want find out more funny tales about Greg Heffley, you should check out Diary of a Wimpy Kid. Jeff has other Diary of a Wimpy Kid books, too. The next one in the series is Rodrick Rules. I can't wait to read it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/378/6D8970175DC3AD50B72F192044CCAC43.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-213274320878281269?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/213274320878281269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/diary-of-wimpy-kid.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/213274320878281269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/213274320878281269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/diary-of-wimpy-kid.html' title='Diary of a Wimpy Kid by Jeff Kinney'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-5622703529679275101</id><published>2009-12-10T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T15:04:02.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kidnapped at the Capital</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.ca/images/dyn/cover/?source=9780307265142&amp;amp;height=300&amp;amp;maxwidth=170"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" alt="" src="http://www.randomhouse.ca/images/dyn/cover/?source=9780307265142&amp;amp;height=300&amp;amp;maxwidth=170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just finished Kidnapped at the Capital [by Ron Roy]. KC and KC's Mom,and Marshall get to meet President Thornton. When they meet President Thornton KC's Mom gives KC five dollars for her and Marshall to get ice cream. When they get back from getting ice cream KC's Mom and President Thornton are gone. KC and Marshall go back to KC's apartment to see if her mom will call. In less than five minutes, the President calls - he wasn't kidnapped, but KC's mom was, along with one other person. Read the rest to find out how the mystery is solved.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Ron Roy writes the Capital mystery series and the A to Z mystery series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/378/5219BDA77BEED39B5F2E9BEA2C7532FE.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-5622703529679275101?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/5622703529679275101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/kidnapped-at-capital.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/5622703529679275101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/5622703529679275101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/kidnapped-at-capital.html' title='Kidnapped at the Capital'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-2126004494808003153</id><published>2009-12-10T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T13:20:09.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>snow day #2 2009</title><content type='html'>I just got home from the library.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-2126004494808003153?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/2126004494808003153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow-day-2-2009_10.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/2126004494808003153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/2126004494808003153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow-day-2-2009_10.html' title='snow day #2 2009'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-116019536175044341</id><published>2009-12-10T11:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T12:09:36.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bald Bandit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/images/dyn/cover/?source=9780679884491&amp;amp;height=300&amp;amp;maxwidth=170"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" alt="" src="http://www.randomhouse.com/images/dyn/cover/?source=9780679884491&amp;amp;height=300&amp;amp;maxwidth=170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finished The Bald Bandit by Ron Roy (an A to Z Mystery). In this book, Detective Reddy knocked on the door of Dink's house. He wanted to know if Dink, Josh, and Ruth Rose knew anyone who videotaped the robbery of the bank. Dink, Josh, and Ruth Rose searched all Halloween night but they had no luck. The next day when Dink went to Howard's barbershop, Howard told him that the boy who caught the robber on tape was noticed by the robber and ran to the barbershop to have Howard cut all of his hair off. If you want to find out how the story ends, read The Bald Bandit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/377/DE78826A61C45FA1C79025165BB40416.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-116019536175044341?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/116019536175044341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/bald-bandit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/116019536175044341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/116019536175044341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/bald-bandit.html' title='The Bald Bandit'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-5006020155064131535</id><published>2009-12-10T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T12:05:03.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow day #2 2009</title><content type='html'>This year our family is opening a Christmas present with a book inside every night. My brother Jake goes nuts when it is his turn to open one. This Christmas my brother and sisters are asking for a lot of stuff. My brother also is going nuts over toy catalogs. We have a huge Christmas list this year. We hope Santa brings us every thing we want.                         Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/377/ECAD53F083C12E51E14F5B956F29699E.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-5006020155064131535?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/5006020155064131535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow-day-2-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/5006020155064131535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/5006020155064131535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow-day-2-2009.html' title='Snow day #2 2009'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8028300939683502490.post-2772636209543281637</id><published>2009-12-10T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T07:17:09.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow  Day #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img1.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/c1/c8349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px" alt="" src="http://img1.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/c1/c8349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is our second day of having no school. Later, if the roads aren't as icy, Emileah are meeting at the library to work on our blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I started reading Sideways Stories from Wayside School by Louis Sacchar. I read one to my dad. They are kind of funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8028300939683502490-2772636209543281637?l=readingfever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/feeds/2772636209543281637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow-day-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/2772636209543281637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8028300939683502490/posts/default/2772636209543281637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readingfever.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow-day-2.html' title='Snow  Day #2'/><author><name>Emileah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11753103200661154964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
