I found a fun (and free) online Australian magazine today called LMNOP. The publication’s mission is “to show you how to laugh, make, nurture, organise and play—with the best of everything right at your fingertips.” The spring issue includes lots of trendy products, of course, but the pages are also full of fun craft ideas, interviews with children’s book author Mo Willems and a mom who runs her own baking business out of her home, a travel story about Copenhagen, and an adorable photo spread of layette items that made my ovaries ache.
But what really got my attention was a book review of The Giant Jam Sandwich. I had no idea anyone else even knew about this book. Have you read it? It’s about the residents of a small English village called Itching Down who find themselves invaded by four million wasps one day. It’s up to the villagers to work together to get rid of the pests. (Am I giving anything away when I say that the solution involves a giant jam sandwich?) It’s one I read over and over as a child, and now my kids read it, too, whenever they visit Grammy’s house.
I know that magazines like this aren’t exactly an accurate reflection of real life (at least not our scruffy one), but I do think it’s fun to get a glimpse into what’s happening with kids and their families in Australia. Or at least the super-cool and hip ones. The magazine also has a blog that features these Miniature Bird Baskets. So cute! I’m bookmarking them for next Easter.
Marilyn says
How fun! The Giant Jam Sandwich might be my all-time favorite picture book from my childhood. The plot still really captures my imagination. I still pick it up and flip through it with a smile whenever I see it at the library or in a bookstore. You have excellent taste, Shannon. 🙂
Shannon says
We really do have very similar taste in books! But there’s just not enough hours in the day to read everything. The thing I like about my book club is that it makes me read books I never would normally, but the downside is that I’m lucky to get that one book read in a month. Sad, isn’t it?