I’m reliving my childhood. My tormentor, aka younger brother, loved to sneak into my room and string
my Fozzie Bear stuffed animal onto the cord of my ceiling fan. I would turn red
with range, only fueling his fun, and plot my revenge.
My daughter (who just turned twelve) prefers
screaming bloody murder when she finds that her carefully constructed toyscape
has been destroyed or her phone’s wallpaper has been changed by her little
brother.
Most of the time, like my brother and I did, they do
get along and play well together. One of the most enjoyable conversations I
overhear while they’re in the backseat of the car is a shared love of certain
book series.
Roald Dahl books fly back and forth from their
rooms at bedtime. The Giver Quartet
is on its way. So far, my son has only read the first one, but my daughter has
been encouraging him to read the others.
The following two series, however, are ones they’ve
both read, and argued about, recounted favorite scenes from, and figured how
to reserve at the school library.
Myth-O-Mania
by Kate McMullan
The nine books in this series are narrated by Hades,
King of the Underworld. Trying to dispel the “myths” (pun intended) promulgated
by his brother Zeus, he retells each story with his own unique twist. My son’s
favorite is Say Cheese, Medusa! My daughter
likes Phone Home, Persephone!
The True Story of… by Liesl Shurtliff
The three books (so far) of this series are Rump,
Jack, and Red. “It’s like you took a
fairy tale and modernized it, pretty much,” my daughter said. But more exciting.
And funnier. My son recommends Rump. My daughter’s favorite is Jack.
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