I'm the kind of shithead who always gives kids books as gifts. Like they ran to the tree in hopes for the latest Newbery award winner. But there are plenty of people who buy kids the crap they really want. I figure I can be the one who at least tries to find them a book they might enjoy.
The other night I brought some books for T, who's something like 20 months and a big Sesame Street fan. She got Click, Clack, Moo: Cows that Type and three Sesame Street books. I also brought over Sheldon the knit turtle, which she loved most of all, and makes me think maybe I should make more for the other babies I know.
This year I decided to order books online (and by doing so, I got over $11 cash back from Ebates). The only thing is I haven't read any books lately that I thought would be good gifts for the kids I know. So I ordered books that sounded good, and decided to read them before I gave them away.
I just finished reading The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian. It's a National Book Award winner, but I have to admit that I got it mostly because I saw the author on the Daily Show. When I saw that, I actually thought it was an adult book, but really, it's YA. The protagonist is 14. He deals with death (probably why the National Book Awards people like it; they always like that stuff), but he also deals with being an outsider, which I think is more profound and applicable for most kids/people. So, good book. Worth giving, especially now that I've already purchased it. Funny how that works out.
Next is Laurie Halse Anderson's Chains.