This is a very funny, creative, and entertaining story. It ties elements of robots and futuristic technology into the life of a little boy. The robot is the little boys friend. It was entertaining when the robot tried to fix the boy by piling him up and reading an instruction manual, as you would do for most machines.
pickThis is a story about a little boy who is playing outside and finds a robot. They starting playing outside together, when the robots power switch accidentally gets turned off. The boy tried to fix the robot but couldn‘t. When the boy went to sleep the owner switch got bumped and he turned back on. The robot thought the boy was broken when he was sleeping and then tried to fix him too. They finally both are on and up and play again.
pickCute story! For “sweater” #ominousoctober and “orange” for yesterday‘s daily prompt. @Eggs @Alwaysbeenaloverofbooks #scarathlon #teamslaughter @Clwojick
pickFresh batch of robot picture books: Sharing Does Not Compute is fun and I'm stunned a board book is in such good condition, given the target audience. Little Bot and Sparrow is sweet with beautiful illustrations but I can't help feeling it was trying too hard to be slightly melancholy. Welcome to Your Awesome Robot is a fun way to spend an afternoon with a cardboard box. Boy + Bot is just adorable. I would happily have adventures with that Bot.
Sister. She‘s the little one in this pic with me.
Julie Michelle FEBRUARY 24, 1971-JUNE 25, 1976
I don‘t think grief is talked about enough especially for and in children. I post every year to both remember and to say grief is grief how you do it is the right way. And if you have lost someone, I‘m always holding space for you. Always.
X Christine
My grandson(previous post) was born on my sister Julie‘s birthday🤍
She‘s on the right me on left. My sister died at age 5 of a brain tumor. To get my grandson on her birthday -bittersweet.
Tomorrow is always a strange day for me. 🤍
Grief is a weird thing. I don‘t think it‘s talked about enough. So you know me, I share, if for nothing else to show there is no timeline on grief. Or no set way or rules. ..pictures and memories are a gift.
This is my sister and I (I‘m top bunk)
She‘s been gone 5 decades now.
She died on this date at age 5 from a brain tumor that was extremely rare.
I can still hear voice if I try and it‘s amazing how many memories I have that are clear.
Death was handled horribly back then and it is one of my life‘s goals to teach kids the healthy way to grieve.
I still miss her. That never changes 🤍
My love of books and reading. It saved me.
Day 28: Here are #BannedBooksIveRead. I met tagged book‘s author in New York through the kind introduction of children‘s lit historian and scholar, Leonard Marcus, whom I am proud to call my friend.
