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#IMWAYR: Picture Book Pandemonium, Part 19 (plus a preview of the #LiveLikeABookChallenge!)

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I'm back again , with my second consecutive post after Max's Great Hiatus of 2022! First off the bat, I'm using this post as a chance to announce something exciting... the #LiveLikeABookChallenge! This is a challenge I'll be hosting in January that gives you the chance to bring a book you love to life...and if you're curious what that means, click the big, dramatic link below to skip to the end of the post and see the details! Jump to the #LiveLikeABookChallenge below! Now for reviews! This week, I'm reviewing one picture book ( A Spoonful of Frogs ) completely from memory, because it was due back to the library several months ago and I read it like 20 minutes before returning it. And then I'm reviewing three more picture books I've had checked out for an obscene amount of time—I've been renewing them, so they're not overdue, but still...they need to get out of my house so other people can enjoy them. Oh, and these rev...

MMGM (12/26/2016): Howard Wallace, P.I. by Casey Lyall

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Update (August 11, 2021): I have removed a section at the beginning of this post.  Before the recommendation, I would like to show you just how many books I have gotten over the holidays (about 14.8125 inches tall): (Caption: 😄😄😄!!!) Finally, for MMGM, I am recommending Howard Wallace, P.I. by Casey Lyall. Here's the publisher's description: “What’s with the get-up? Is that the company uniform or something?” “This? All P.I.s wear a trench coat.” “Dude, that’s a brown bathrobe.” I shrugged and straightened out my sleeves. “First rule of private investigation, Ivy: work with what you’ve got.” Twelve-year-old Howard Wallace lives by his list of rules of private investigation. He knows more than anyone how to work with what he’s got: a bathrobe for a trench coat, a makeshift office behind the school equipment shed, and not much else—least of all, friends. So when a hot case of blackmail lands on his desk, he’s ready to take it on himself ....