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Everyone is entitled to My opinion! (And yes,
I am just kidding!)

But I  definitely want to hear what YOU have to say!  We can talk about kids' books, education, history, current events, travel, parenthood and grandparenthood!  Or any other topic! 

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Hey, what were we talking
about?  Looking back...

it's about kids' books that children can relate to.  About parents and grandparents and families.  About getting old.  Or not.

I used to think that entering old age would be like shifting down a gravel truck.  You’d be roaring down a smooth asphalt road, when BAM!  All of a sudden, you’d slam into a rut and then gravel - and would frantically hit the clutch and brake as you struggled to keep all four wheels grounded. 

I am old now, and so far, haven’t met that fate. Gratefully, I didn’t wake up one day feeling like my thought processes had been hijacked and replaced with the persona of Archie Bunker or Haymitch in Hunger Games. Or as a person who didn’t have an opinion or the curiosity to seek truth.  A being who had checked out of life because relevance and technology left them behind.  I am pretty sure my younger self perceived old age like that.

I have obviously changed my mind—and you will too, someday.  In the meantime, I have a feeling that old age is the last social profile that hasn’t been added to the socially unjust index.  As much as I think there is danger in putting every single profile of a human into those demographic silos, I am a little surprised that grandparents haven’t united to stand up to the stereotypes.


Let me start right here.  I am a grandma.  To nine VERY special people. I am in LOVE with being a grandma.  I sometimes tease my own kids that if I had known how great it is to have grandchildren, I more than likely would have just skipped the parenthood thing!  

But my grandmother role is saved for my grandchildren only!  If you aren’t one of those nine special people—don’t you DARE call me "grandma."  I am not your grandma and will likely behave in a way that defies all approved grandmotherly behavior.  You know the stereotype.  Don’t do it. 


How are you --whether you are there or not - feeling about old age?  Has anyone other than your grandchildren called you "grandma" or grandpa?"


The main character in my picture book series, yes, but who is he? Ozzy Ox is a young ox who is growing up just like your child, grandchild, niece, nephew—or YOU!  Getting into trouble and making you crazy! Throwing out the rules and reminding you what stubborn looks like.  Casting caution to the wind —but not on purpose!


Yes, every family or classroom has an Ozzy or two! That kid who means well, but doesn’t always do good.  The Ozzy Ox picture books remind you and your child that, no matter how difficult everyday life is, there is hope!  Click here to learn more! 

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At 15 months, this little girl is already reading Ozzy Ox Candy Stash!