The Penderwicks on Gardam StreetJeanne Birdsall
Knopf Books for Young Readers (April 8, 2008)
The Penderwick sisters are back home on Gardam Street. When Aunt Claire comes to visit she sets in motion a crisis for the sisters who call an emergency meeting. They must decide what to do about the revelation that their deceased mother and Aunt Claire had agreed to encourage their father to date after her death. The four sisters hatch the “Save Daddy” plan to set him up with abysmal dates and thus stave off the dreaded “stepmother”.
With various amusing subplots for each sister this book is humorous, warm and engaging. This is one those “old fashioned”, nostalgic, small town books that just don’t get written much anymore. With a classic feel and without being overly sentimental this is one of the best of the “family adventure” genre for children.
“She went back to the cookbook, humming again, and then noticed a suspicious lack of noise in the backyard. With a glance out the door, she understood why. Batty and Hound were crouched in the forsythia border, peeping into the next-door neighbors’ backyard. And not the neighbors to the right, the Tuttles, who’d lived there forever and wouldn’t have cared if Batty and Hound watched through the kitchen window while they ate. No, they were spying on the neighbors to the left, the Aaronsons, who’d just moved in. There had been great hope for these new neighbors. A large family would have been perfect, for there can never be too many children in a neighborhood.”
With various amusing subplots for each sister this book is humorous, warm and engaging. This is one those “old fashioned”, nostalgic, small town books that just don’t get written much anymore. With a classic feel and without being overly sentimental this is one of the best of the “family adventure” genre for children.
“She went back to the cookbook, humming again, and then noticed a suspicious lack of noise in the backyard. With a glance out the door, she understood why. Batty and Hound were crouched in the forsythia border, peeping into the next-door neighbors’ backyard. And not the neighbors to the right, the Tuttles, who’d lived there forever and wouldn’t have cared if Batty and Hound watched through the kitchen window while they ate. No, they were spying on the neighbors to the left, the Aaronsons, who’d just moved in. There had been great hope for these new neighbors. A large family would have been perfect, for there can never be too many children in a neighborhood.”
Rating: Hardback
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