Things are Kind of Slow Right Now

It's summer so I'm not doing any school presentations, and kidlit conference season appears to be over. So I don't have much to write about these days. That's how I'm explaining and excusing this entry.

You see, yesterday I was at the grocery store, one of those big ones with a book section. It had been recently renovated and as grocery store book sections go, it was quite nice. Anyway, there, on an end display of picture books, what did I see but The Gas We Pass: The Story of Farts by Shinta Cho. Oh, how I wish we knew how to insert graphics into this blog so I could show you the elephant butt on the cover!

The title is both lyrical and descriptive. The book is exactly what it says it is...The Story of Farts. I stood there next to my shopping cart with my mouth open and read the whole thing. As a mom, I would have been hesitant to make this book available to my kids because once I had they would have taken it as absolute permission to talk the talk and...uh, walk the walk, so to speak. As a reader, I have to say I know plenty of adults who would love this book. Yeah, for its factual information. That's right.