My Grandma Sadie, A Splendid Squirrel Lady: A Squirrel's Altruistic Tree Planting Journey to Help Solve Climate Change. Dieser Artikel ist nicht verfügbar.My Grandma Sadie, A Splendid Squirrel Lady: A Squirrel's Altruistic Tree Planting Journey to Help Solve Climate Change

When Sadie Squirrel wakes up from a long slumber, she finds her beloved forests and fields replaced by urban sprawl, leaving only her own tree standing. She has no idea how this happened, but she knows that it is bad. This causes a menagerie of homeless animals to request asylum in her tree. She cheerfully agrees. Luckily, along with her furry, feathery, and scaly new friends comes a great idea-one that might just save the forests, and even the earth itself. She and her friends might be small and not as powerful as those who cut the forests down, but maybe-just maybe-they can still make a difference. After all, every tree and every forest begins with a tiny seed. Sadie just has to figure out a way to ensure that the seed gets planted. My Grandma Sadie, a Splendid Squirrel Lady, is a fun and colorful rhyming story that appeals to primary school children. It was written to capture their hearts and minds while amusing and entertaining them-giving them a sense of belief that their actions can make a difference in a world that, at times, can feel overwhelmingly large and complex.

Of all her life's learning and adventures, Deborah's most meaningful experience has been raising three energetic boys into functioning adults. With no degree in motherhood, Deborah, with help from family, friends, and a teetering library of parenting books (some actually read), navigated the chaos of constant worry, emergency room visits, and enough laundry to qualify as cardio. It wasn't graceful. Instead, it was an unbalanced symphony of squabbles, spontaneous silliness, and a myriad of muddled misunderstandings-but there was love, laughter, and a parade of character-building pandemonium. Parenthood has no playbook. Childhood has no compass. We wing it. We make mistakes. We improvise. Yet still, we grow, we learn, and our children find their own way-in their own time. Deborah wrote this book as a gift to her family. It was meant to answer the question, What Do I Give You, My Child? It did not. She still doesn't have the answer-but she's deeply grateful for the journey. If parenting has taught her anything, it's that perfection is overrated. Love is what gets us through.