Category Archives: Children’s Stories
My Board Book SillyFace has a Facebook Page
Deanie (26 months) reading our book!
My sweet little nephew Deanie, the one who at 3 months old helped me write both SillyFace and The Little Book of Laughing, is now 2 years old and reading beautifully from SillyFace!  (I think he’s a pretty good performer too!) Too cute. Oh My Goodness~~ Once again, to purchase your own copy, please visit www.msAnnaArt.com
SillyFace PreSales are Now Open
Oh My Goodness!!
PreSales are available on my website here
They sell for $15 each which includes free shipping within the United States.
The book is 6″ X 6″ and is in sturdy board book format.
The book is for babies ages 0-3.
The story includes 7 sets of regular and silly faces, “Red face anyplace, but can she make a SillyFace?” One set is for each color of the rainbow. Â “Oh my goodness.” Â The story ends with a final set, “Your face anyplace, but can YOU make a SillyFace.” Upon turning the last page, a sticker mirror is revealed, “Ok, let’s see it.”
This is Ms Anna’s 2nd self published book. Â The official release will be at the DIY Trunk Show at the Chicago Armory on November 22nd. Â PreSale copies will be delivered in time for the holidays. Â There are only 500 copies available and a large portion have already sold in PreSales. Â Reserve yours today. Â Thank you.
SillyFace Pre Sale Art Opening
Art Opening and PreSale Party
My second book is almost here and to celebrate, I am having a pre-sale book party during the second friday art walk in my studio. Â Â Come for face painting (all ages welcome), art, prints, and to be among the first to see what I’ve been working so hard on. Â The official release will be on November 22nd in my booth at the DIY Trunk show in Chicago.
PreSale Party
Friday, October 10th, 6-10pm
Saturday, October 11th, 11am-7pm
1932 S Halsted 4th Floor, Chicago, IL
Walking with Heart
Walking with Heart is no easy thing, it becomes easy to trip over things,
To knock, to bop, to tip to spill,
It’s never been easy, it’s not easy still,
But each time Lovey stumbled, her mom chimed, “No big deal.”
“As you know Lovey, as I’ve said from the start,
It’s very important to learn to Walk with Heart.”
And so outside Lovey went, into the great unknown,
Her heart wide open, her new birdfeet shown,
With every step, spaced not far apart,
Imprinted was left, little birdfeet with a heart,
And how little Lovey loved walking up the street,
Because everywhere she went, she printed birdfeet.
– from Lovey and the Grouch
A Mother Heron Story by Ms Anna
Lovey and the Grouch is a story about a young Possum named Lovey who receives a pair of birdfeet for her Birthday. Â Because of they way they print hearts when Lovey walks, she calls them the “walk with hearts.” Â Â But what happens when Lovey’s new birdfeet are stollen during show and tell in Ms Mayhem’s class? Â Will Lovey blame her enemy the Grouch? Â Will she go home and cry and plot revenge? Â Stay tuned and see! Â This and many other Mother Heron stories by Ms Anna are in the works.
The Little Book of Laughing
This Poem was Written the First Time I was Left to Babysit for my 3 Month old Nephew Dean.
(He was a big Help in it’s Creation)
It is intended to be a board book for babies 0-3.
The Little Book of Laughing
by Ms Anna
If you start laughing, I’ll start laughing too,
And I’ll bet…
The little CAT will start laughing too,
“Mew Mew, Mew Mew”
If I start laughing, the little cat laughs too,
And I’ll bet…
The GOLDFISH will start laughing too,
“Gloob Gloob, Gloob Gloob.”
If the little cat starts laughing, the goldfish laughs too,
And I’ll bet…
The HUMMINGBIRD will start laughing too,
“Zoom Zoom, Zoom Zoom.”
If the goldfish starts laughing, the hummingbird laughs too,
And I’ll bet…
The BIG TREE will start laughing too,
“Swoosh Swoosh, Swoosh Swoosh.”
If the hummingbird starts laughing, the big tree laughs too,
And I’ll bet…
The LITTLE BOYS will start laughing too,
“Hoot Hoot, Hoot Hoot.”
If the big tree starts laughing, the little boys laugh too,
And I’ll bet…
The FLOWERS will start laughing too,
“Bloom Bloom, Bloom Bloom.”
If the little boys start laughing, the flowers laugh too,
And I’ll bet…
The LITTLE GIRLS will start laughing too,
“Coo Coo, Coo Coo.”
Now we ALL are laughing and the moon is laughing too,
And when we think of who to thank, we all will turn to YOU,
“Thank You, Thank You.”
(This poem is dedicated to Jimella Lucas Todaro.)
The Hatchi Catchi Wu, A Mother Heron story, by Ms Anna
“The Dawning”
Well, I have been doing editing on How to Grow a Spaceship.  I submitted my Little Book of Laughing to the Work in Progress Grant competition on the SCBWI webpage and I wrote an MS called The Dawning which is a poem based picture book (And it will be part of my poetry book, Lemon’s Don’t Grow on Trees.)  The Dawning is about my first morning out on Willapa Bay in Washington and witnessing the birth of twin deer as the sun rose.  Here’s a sneak at the beginning-
“In a misty morning, with twinkle lights aglow;
The cool air made fog rise, the sun still lay low;
From the dark of the forest, I could see from my bed;
A simple sweet shadow, which became a deer head;
I heard “crunch” in the marsh, as she tottled about;
The mud squished beneath her, breath steamed from her snout;
Then suddenly still standing, by my window;
Paced cool in the twilight, golden coat in the starlight;
Only glass stood between us, I didn’t know what to do;
Do YOU know what it’s like, to have a deer stare at you?
Flowers lined the mantle, sea glass and stones;
Carefully placed with sea shells, feathers and bones;
A curve on the horizon, glimmered slivers from the sun;
A wakened songbird’s calling, that the dawning has begun.”
-That is 137 words in.  (Can you tell by the meter I’m a shakespeare fan?) I think this guy will be about 400 words or so, maybe, hopefully less.  It is based on a true story of getting to visit my very magical aunt Jimella  in her secluded home out in Oysterville, Washington.  The very first night I was there, I woke in the morning to a deer who was staring at me through the window as the sun rose.  At about dawn, the deer went off to hide in the bushes.  I went into the kitchen to sit and have tea with my aunt and read Oracles when out from the bushes came the deer who had been staring at me all morning since the crack of dawn and out behind her came two soaking wet hobbley wobbley brand new born twins!   This poem is going to hopefully capture that event.   I hadn’t planned on writing this story, but just started writing it a few days ago and just decided to let it unfold.
Everybody Hoops but me… is available for purchase online
My very first story, both written and illustrated, is available for purchase online. Â I have a special listing on my square up website (Same company as the square card reader and twitter) here: www.msAnnaArt.com