Halloween Books and Poems

I stumbled across a book that Julia began work on yesterday; as expected, it is appropriately Halloween-themed:

Mavie and the Monsters of MonsterVILLE
Julia Rowe

For my little sister, Madeleine


Aww!  How sweet!  Maybe it's a belated birthday/early Halloween gift??

Mavie and the Monsters of MONSTERVILLE

DO NOT ENTER

I think I'm gonna go ahead and ignore that command so that I can see what's on the first (and, so far, only page)


Pg. 1:

Chapter 1
"She was born in 1892, in the Blood Hospital, next to the Blood Cafe.  And they named her Mavie.  'Isin't that name a bit to gugu-gaga bla-bla Mommy?' said her older sister, Montania.  'I love it!' said there Mother, Go-To-The-River-And-Get-Me-An-Ice-Cream-Sundae.  They were back to the house, admireing Mavie feebiushly.  For all, exept Montania.  'I wish I could be populer, not my baby sister whos going to grow up to be a pest."


Wow.  Only one page so far, and I already have SO many things to say.

First of all, the mother's name is Go-To-The-River-And-Get-Me-An-Ice-Cream-Sundae??  Is she the daughter of Big Chief I-Vant-To-Suck-Your-Blood of Blood River? 

Secondly, "feebiushly?"  I consulted with the author on this one. 

ME: Julia, what does "feebiushly" mean?
JULIA: I dunno, I just heard it in BOOKS sometimes.

After some further consultation, I came to the 99% certain conclusion that the word she actually meant to use was "feverishly."

And thirdly: do only vampires frequent the Blood Cafe?


Oh, man.  I cannot WAIT to see what happens on page 2.


While Julia was at school today, she made sure to create even MORE Halloween illustrations and literature:

"Sometimes Holidays just count."
Poem on the back if you'ed like to read it.

Yeah. Sometimes holidays DO just count.  All right.  I'm gonna look at the back because I'ed like to read the poem.

"Well a long time ago, in the land of snow, where everyone, everyone walked aslow, there lay a haunted house.  It was lit by a candle.  Anyone who saw it would scandle, and there was blood.  Allover the drapes.  And when I went there, ghotes and goblins and witches jumped out at me!  I fled but just barely, and shipped, and fell on my face.  Well who would have guessed?  That I was the best of the best.  I'm hideing under your bed. 
Itchey poems.com"

WOAH.  That was an amazingly spooooky poem all right.  It's hideing under my bed!  ACK! 

Julia sure knows how to create a Halloweeny mood around here!