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You never know what you're going to need to pack when you're spending the night at Grandpa's house. The little red-haired girl in this exuberant, rhyming story needs quite a bit of this and that, from apples to the zipper on her overnight bag, and everything in between. "'Here's my Quilt. / I drape it down / and cut gold paper / into crowns. / Ta-daaaaaa! I'm Queen. / ...and you're my king. / I even brought a royal Ring,'" she pronounces, as Grandpa humors her with a deep bow. This all-day, nonstop grandpa-granddaughter party bounds along at a breakneck pace as she breaks out the drums, earmuffs, feather, gum, hairbrush, inchworm, jigsaw puzzle, and more: "My Music box will play the song. / Let's twirl and spin / and sing along. / I'm not tired, Grandpa. See! / I packed more / things for you and me." She thoroughly exhausts Grandpa and the black-and-white cat (whose antics are hysterical to watch throughout the day's shenanigans), but they are both very good sports--even when it turns out that, after all that packing, their little Queen forgot her pajamas. (Ages 3 to 7) --Karin Snelson
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