Congrats to Lizzie! The books will be in the mail to you as soon as possible. Enjoy them!
At the last birthday party my kindergartener attended, the parents gave a fantastic favor: A kid’s version of “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow.” That very night, we started the book and all was going well…until the headless horseman started to become more active. Then we were told “This book is for older kids” and “The story is too, too scary for me.” Well, alright!
So, this post is to honor Hallowe’en books for the kids who like their scary thrills parceled out in manageable gasps of horror. And because I know you also love books, my four regular readers, and because I love Hallowe’en, I want to share some fun books for the younger set with you.
For the very little ones, Mouse’s First Halloween by Lauren Thompson is a board board to love. It’s all about a mouse who keeps getting scared, and then discovering that there’s nothing to be afraid of after all. It’s rhyming, repetitive, and adorable. Basically, perfect for an introduction to the traditional characters of Halloween: Bats, scarecrows, jack 0′lanterns, and on and on. It’s recommended for ages 3-6, but I’d say it’s great for 2+. It’s really an adorable and fun book to read with the kids.
Another cute less-than-terrifying Halloween book for ages 3-7 is Boo to You! by Lois Ehlert. This lovely book is a simple story about mice (again with the rodents!) getting ready for a party – but what to do about the scary cat? The illustrations are collages using pumpkin seeds for teeth, photos of squash and gourds, and wheat and rope for whiskers. Kids will have fun identifying the different parts that make up each picture, and the story is simple and silly. Great for entertaining kids through several reads.
If you want these two books in time for Hallowe’en reading, leave a comment sharing a time you were scared of nothing at all, like in Mouse’s First Halloween. I’ll share that after seeing Nightmare on Elm Street, I was terrified of putting my feet down from my bed during the night. No matter how badly I had to go to the bathroom, I wouldn’t get out of bed. I was convinced that two hands, complete with knife-fingers, would reach out and drag me under the bed to a world of horror and suffering. I must have been fifteen. It took a long time to allow myself the luxury of midnight bathroom trips…I think it was 20 years later, and I was pregnant.
I’ll continue to collect comments through Sunday, October 21st at Midnight, EST. That’s enough time to get the books* to you, right? Good luck!
*These books are courtesy of Simon & Schuster via the classy ladies at Buzzing Bloggers.