I hav
e the complete collection of My Naughty Little Sister books. If you can find them on eBay or Amazon get them! These stories are narrated as memories of an older sister’s about the mischievous behavior of her naughty little sister. I grew up on these stories and shared them with my children, who loved them as much as I did. Children love to hear about bad children, danger and the consequences of our behavior.
The first line of the book is: “This is such a very terrible story about my naughty little sister that I hardly know how to tell it to you.” Each story continues to recollect the horrible actions of this child, but the language is wonderfully lyrical and fun to read out loud.
“Do you like climbing? My naughty little sister used to like to climb very much indeed. She climbed up fences and on chairs and down ditches and round railings.”
“You wouldn’t think there could be another child as naughty as my naughty little sister, would you? But there was. There was a thoroughly bad boy who was my naughty little sister’s best boy-friend: Bad Harry.”


I bought this book because it had a giant bite taken out of it, and it said it was about a rat who grew up in the basement of a bookstore. What’s not to like? (Well, okay, I kind of have a rat phobia, but I was willing to give it a try.)
Written in 1939 for his daughter, this is a very feminist tale.
Margret and H.A. Rey escaped Nazi Germany on their bicycles and in their belongings was the first draft of Curious George. Then, in 1945, Spotty was written. Often only available around Easter, this book is not about Easter bunnies but the intolerance of difference that exists in our world.
This is a sweet slice of life story. Every Friday a father and son spend the morning together. They slowly walk down the street taking in everything around them until they reach the local diner. They eat pancakes, talk about anything and watch people walk by. Such a simple tradition can lead to a life rich with memories and a special bond between parent and child. This book makes you want to give the gift of time and ritual to the ones you love.
“I had an idea to staple my brother’s hair to his pillow. I am not allowed to use the stapler anymore.”