I saw some more cute books by William Joyce too late to send them for the holidays, so I’m saving them for next year for my youngest nephew.
Santa Calls
Art Atchison Ainsworth and his little sister Esther live in Abilene. One day Santa sends them an order to report to the North Pole in a flying machine. (He sends the flying machine, too.) Art is not always nice to Esther and doesn’t want her to come along. But they go together, taking along Art’s friend Spaulding Littlefeets. What mission does Santa have for the three children?
The Fantastic Flying Books of Mr. Morris Lessmore
Mr. Morris Lessmore is leading an ordinary life when he sees a woman with flying books. He wishes he has one, too, and then he finds a room of flying books. Lessmore writes his own book as he explores the joys of books. (This one is bound to appeal to me.)
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Both of these books feature beautiful illustrations in Joyce’s classic retro style. The text of Santa Calls is a little more difficult than that of the other book. The weakest part of Joyce’s books is the text, I think. It is all right, but I have seen more clever writing in other children’s books. But I love the illustrations, and I think that most children won’t notice the quality of the text.
What? Me Read? 
So, the Fantastic Flying Books of Mr. Morris Lessmore is in heavy rotation over here. Makes me cry every single time.
It seems like a great book. I haven’t actually been around any children reading it yet. Soren will get it for his next birthday or maybe Christmas.
My son always chooses it because he knows it’s my favorite.
That’s sweet!
He’s a sweet little dude.
And he looks like it, too!
Thank you!