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Books with author Margaret Willey

  • Seed-Babies

    Margaret W. Morley

    Paperback (Yesterday's Classics, Feb. 3, 2009)
    Share the excitement of three little children as they discover how beans grow from seeds, then start to wonder how other plants get their start, which leads them to watch closely for new life springing up all around them. Numerous black and white drawings enliven the text. Suitable for ages 6 and up.
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  • Baby Faces

    Margaret Miller

    Board book (Little Simon, April 1, 1998)
    Hey, baby! Look at these faces!
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  • FACING THE MUSIC

    Margaret Willey

    Hardcover (Delacorte Books for Young Readers, March 1, 1996)
    Feeling like a new person after joining the music band, Crawl Space, Lisa Franklin hopes to get over the loss of her mother but fears that the other members of the band, who wanted a different sound, may not want her indefinitely.
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  • I Love Colors

    Margaret Miller

    Board book (Little Simon, May 5, 2009)
    This book shows off a rainbow of baby's favorite things--from a sunny orange flower to purple sunglasses. Learning about colors has never been so much fun! This new mini-edition of the original best-selling board book is perfect for little hands!
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  • John and Betty's History Visit

    Margaret Williamson

    eBook
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  • Baby Food

    Margaret Miller

    Board book (Little Simon, Sept. 8, 2009)
    This books shows bright-eyed babies at mealtime with their favorite foods: crackers, bananas, and more! The ritual of eating with baby has never been more fun. This new mini-edition of the original best-selling board book is perfect for little hands!
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  • My Best Friends

    Margaret Miller

    Hardcover (Little Simon, May 1, 1996)
    Photographs depict the pleasures of having a pet from hugging two fluffy white dogs or a black cat, to playing ball with a big black dog
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  • Beetle Boy

    Margaret Willey

    eBook (Carolrhoda Lab ®, Sept. 1, 2014)
    When he was seven, Charlie Porter never intended to become the world's youngest published author. He just wanted his father to stop crying. So he told him a story about a talking beetle—a dumb little story his mother made up to make him feel better. (That was before she left and feeling "better" became impossible.) But Charlie's story not only made his father stop crying. It made him start planning. The story became a book, and then it became school events and book festivals, and a beetle costume, and a catchphrase—"I was born to write!"Because of the story, Charlie stayed seven until he was ten. And then it all ended. Or it should have. Now Charlie is eighteen, and the beetles still haunt his dreams. The childhood he never really had is about to end . . . but there's still a chance to have a story of his own. Beetle Boy is a novel of a broken family, the long shadow of neglect, and the light of small kindnesses.
  • Peekaboo Baby

    Margaret Miller

    Board book (Little Simon, Sept. 1, 2001)
    Hey, baby! Look at these babies playing peekaboo!
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  • Love Gone to the Dogs

    Margaret Daley

    eBook
    Love Gone to the Dogs, Book 1 Second Chances Series, by Margaret Daley, sweet contemporary romantic comedicSingle mom, Leah Taylor, has her hands full with a grandfather, an inventor, who lives a bit risky when it comes to his job and two sons, one a rambunctious genius. But it is her free spirited beagle who gets her into trouble with her new neighbor, Dr. Shane O'Grady, when her dog makes a move on his champion bichon that he wants to breed. Leah and Shane clash over their dogs that clearly like each other. Leah is determined to ignore her neighbor, but when her youngest son who tries to defy gravity and fly ends up hurt, it is her neighbor, the doctor, who takes care of her son. Can Leah and Shane find love or has love gone to the dogs?Excerpt from Love Gone to the DogsWhen Leah Taylor heard the pounding on her front door at seven o'clock in the morning, she jumped, nearly sloshing her coffee all over her hand. Did burglars now announce themselves before stealing a person blind? No one else in his right mind would be out visiting at this time. Carefully, so as not to spill the hot brew, she placed the mug on the kitchen counter and made her way toward the insistent pounding that she was sure was waking up the whole neighborhood.She peered out a narrow slit in her mini blind and saw an enraged, huge man standing on her front porch with a shredded newspaper in one hand. The other was clenched at his side. He wore practically nothing except a pair of jean shorts. He stepped back and glanced around, clearly not happy that no one had answered his summons.Backing away from the window next to her door, Leah nervously chewed the end of one of her acrylic nails. The man looked familiar. She was sure she had seen him in the yard across the street. He had to be a neighbor. But why was he welcoming her to the neighborhood at such an early hour, and with an angry expression on his face? She had been here only a few days, and her family hadn't done anything yet to upset the delicate balance of this small town. Or had they? She thought back over the past few days of almost nonstop unpacking. She had been too tired to even venture from the house much, and the same went for the rest of her family—she hoped.When the pounding started again, she was so surprised by the sound that she bit through the end of her new acrylic nail. Well, now he was making her mad. Without thinking, she yanked open the front door and prepared to confront the man who had the nerve to pay her a call at seven o'clock in the morning."Look what you made me do!" Leah held up her hand. "I've tried everything to grow my own nails long, and nothing's worked. I finally decide to get fake ones—that I might, by the way, tell you cost me forty dollars—and look what your pounding has done. They haven't even lasted one week." She blew out a deep breath, then brushed her bangs away from her face in frustration.His dark eyes widened, and his mouth dropped open. He started to say something, but decided instead to allow his gaze to trek downward slowly—way too slowly for Leah's peace of mind. A blush leaped into her cheeks as she remembered her skimpy attire. She controlled the strong urge to try to stretch her large, white T-shirt until it covered more than the tops of her thighs. When his survey stopped at her bare feet, her toes wiggled as if they had a will of their own.She felt practically naked under his intense look. While he was staring at her, she began at his bare feet, which were braced apart in a stance that conveyed his anger, not one toe wiggling. Her gaze traveled upward over long legs that probably belonged to a runner, to narrow hips that the jean material hugged nicely. She paused ever so slightly at the washboard ripples in his flat stomach and came to the decision that the man worked out religiously, something she religiously tried to avoid. Her impression of his being an exercise freak was confirmed when he
  • My Five Senses

    Margaret Miller

    Paperback (Aladdin, July 1, 1998)
    I have two eyes, a nose, a mouth, two ears, and two hands. How can I use these to experience the world?From enjoying the taste of watermelon to hearing the sound of a fire engine or feeling a rabbit’s soft fur, five children explore how their senses work. Margaret Miller’s lively photographs capture their discoveries and invite us to share in the fun.
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  • My Five Senses

    Margaret Miller

    Hardcover (Simon & Schuster Children's Publishing, May 1, 1994)
    Simple text and photographs of five children take preschoolers on a multicultural tour of the senses. By the author of Where Does it Go? For children under four.
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