Feed Me Books Friday - Tough Cookie

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Janna's theme for Feed Me Books Friday is books that inspire imagination. I have an extremely literal preschooler, so we don't read many imaginative books - she has wayyyyy too much trouble understanding pretend in books, although she will pretend in her play. I don't get it, but it's her.

Anyways, I have to share this book that I absolutely adore! I got it from the library for Natalie to see if she would adore it too, but I think it was lost on her. However, I picked up a copy (which has since been lost) when I was in college for my bookshelf when I was a teacher, and it's so very funny. My guess would be it's intended for the lower elementary crowd who could get some of the humor, but I promise grownups will love it too.

The book is Tough Cookie
This book tells the story of a cookie. At the beginning of his life he was at the top of the jar, but over time he fell to the bottom where the crumbs, "folks" other cookies look down on as less than ideal, reside. All of the cookies live in fear of "Fingers," and one day the cookie's old partner (did I mention he's on the police force?) was "grabbed" by "Fingers." The story follows the Tough Cookie and his gal, Pecan Sandie, as they head to the top of the jar to face Fingers once and for all. In the end, the crumbs help to save the day.

What I love, love, love about this book is the writing style. You have to read it aloud and you have to do your best 1950s detective movie voice, because that is exactly how it was written. Think Dick Tracey in a cookie form. It's so funny. And Fingers is, in fact, the fingers reaching into the cookie jar for a snack.

I am sure my description is not doing this book justice, so grab a copy from the library. Even if your kid isn't ready for it, I promise it will make you laugh out loud. Me and my college roommate would often read the book to each other (Ok, we were a tad weird and we were elementary education majors, but seriously, it's that funny).

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Check back Monday as I have a book to review that is also an imaginative one with a spiritual meaning. I can't review it as part of this link up but I will be doing so over the weekend.

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Comments

Windthicket Fables said…
I have never heard of this book, but it looks like it would fit right in with our collection!

THanks for sharing! Coming by from Feed Me Books Friday
February 19, 2010 at 11:09 AM
Brimful Curiosities said…
We own this one. The text does sound like it came from an old detective show.
February 19, 2010 at 12:59 PM
Amber @ Because Babies Grow Up said…
We love cookies at our house so we'll definitely have to check this one out! Plus I love that 50s detective vibe!
February 19, 2010 at 5:43 PM
silly eagle books said…
I had to laugh at the thought of you and your college roommate reading the book and giggling to yourselves together. :)
February 19, 2010 at 8:39 PM
Janna said…
I think you did it justice. I'm ready to find it and have a good laugh.

Growing up doesn't mean you can't still find time to laugh at an imaginative book:)

Oooo a book review, I'll be back.
February 20, 2010 at 9:47 PM
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