A little girl and her favorite doll, Penelope Jane, spend time together and with family doing both special and ordinary things. Written in rhyme, this story is fun to read aloud and will delight both the reader and children alike.
An excerpt from the book: (Tea with Nana)
Nana says we're lovely girls
when we dress up in feathers and pearls.
She brings us water for our tea,
a party for P J and me.
We sip our tea, eat cookies too.
There is not much we'd rather do!
(Included is Nana's Old Fashioned Sugar Cookie recipe. Yum!)
With Mom and Dad, the friends ride the train into the Big City where they will visit the City Zoo and Doggie Park.
And what day would be complete without dinner, bath time, story time and bedtime?
With colorful illustrations, this is a story that children will want to read again and again.
This author is currently writing a story about Abiel, a tiny fairy princess, whose adventures find her stuck in the land of people. With the help of her friends, will she be able to return to her fairy kingdom?
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My Best FriendPenelope Jane and me
By Deborah Anderson Clubb
AuthorHouseCopyright © 2012 Deborah Anderson Clubb
All right reserved.
Chapter OneMy best friend, Penelope Jane, lives with me on Liberty Lane.
We love to giggle when we play, sharing secrets along the way.
Although she has a long first name, I think it's pretty just the same, but sometimes I'll just say PJ. She says she likes it either way.
PJ's hair is long and brown. She wears it up. She wears it down. Mostly PJ wears ponytails, but never ever paints her nails.
Penelope Jane is not too tall. In fact, I think she's rather small. Her eyes are black and, oh, so bright! They are always open, day and night.
Nana says we're lovely girls when we dress up in feathers and pearls.
She brings us water for our tea, a party for PJ and me. We sip our tea, eat cookies too. There is not much we'd rather do!
With Mom and Dad we ride the train and do not care if it will rain. We find a seat that faces back and watch the train speed down the track.
Finally, we are at the station, excited to be on vacation.
The buildings are tall. We feel small standing underneath it all. There is so much to see and do.
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