Books like Mooshka: A Quilt Story
By Julie Paschkis
For the kid who has one beloved blanket or stuffed animal that feels like a member of the family, this is a story about what that object can carry and pass on. Tender, quiet, and steeped in memory — a bedtime book about heirlooms and belonging.
On a packed Christmas Eve, a house on Exeter Street fills up with guests in every nook and cranny — even a baby asleep in the kitchen sink — leaving one big question: will Father Christmas find them all?
As night falls, a raccoon, a doe, a rabbit, a field mouse, and a little boy each get tucked in and wonder if they'll be safe — and every parent answers, "I am here."
A carload of relatives drives all the way from Virginia in a rainbow-colored station wagon for a summer visit full of hugging, garden-tending, and porch music that ends, happily, with a promise to return.
A young girl helps her grandmother and mother stitch a quilt from scraps of old family clothing, piecing together a patchwork that holds her family's story.
A young girl feeling as gray as a pigeon on a rainy Saturday joins her busy mom on a trip to their favorite Chinatown store, gathering produce, seafood, and spices for a family dinner.
A snowy little one gets a big, soft bed for winter nights and can't help jumping, jumping, jumping on it — even though Mommy says the bed is for sleeping, not bouncing.
A little bear cub coughs HCK HCK! right at bedtime, and Mrs. Bear tries syrup, comfort, and quiet care to see him through the cold night.
A tiny hedgehog named Bean spends her days with Grandma, in ten small stories full of ordinary magic — losing a bad mood in a meadow, giant strawberries, and a ghost that's really just Bean in a sheet.
A little boy named Jay Jay spends Sunday dinner at Grannie's house, surrounded by family, tasty dishes, and hugs that make the whole day full of love.
A young bear finds a cozy new cave all his own and settles in to spend the night there — but under the big moon, he starts wondering if Big Bear is lonely without him.
On a stormy night on Plum Street, a little bear cub named Sam stalls his bedtime with a story, a tucking-in, and warm milk — but something important is still missing.
A generous grandmother cooks a pot of stew so delicious the smell draws neighbors to her door one by one, and she shares until the pot — and her supply — runs empty.
