aaron reynolds

Aaron Reynolds is the New York Times bestselling author of loads of kids books like NERDY BIRDY, CARNIVORES, and the Caldecott-Honor winner CREEPY CARROTS. He regularly makes time for school visits, where his silly, hilarious, and hands-on presentations mesmerize kids and teachers alike. Aaron lives in Chicago.

☕ CUPPA OF CHOICE: Butterbeer. Have you had the official stuff at Harry Potter World in Florida? It’s insanely good. It should require a prescription.

☕ HOT OFF THE PRESS: Nerdy Birdy, illustrated by Matt Davies (Roaring Brook Press, September 2015). Forthcoming: President Squid, illustrated by Sara Varon (Chronicle Books, March 1, 2016).

☕ FAVE FOODIE CHILDREN’S BOOK: I’m a big fan right now of Lady Pancake and Sir French Toast by Josh Funk and Brendan Kearney (Sterling, 2015).

☕ Visit Aaron Reynolds’s Official Website

☕☕ JUST ONE MORE SIP: Check out my tasty interview with Aaron about CARNIVORES!

☕ ☕ ☕ CAN’T GET ENOUGH: Cool and interesting interview about Nerdy Birdy. Is it just me, or does the interviewer, Becky Anderson, resemble Vicki Lawrence from the Carol Burnett Show? Same lovely smile 🙂

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Warning: The following post features ferocious meat lovers. If you are tender, juicy, or have a tendency to hop, they might eat you. Read at your own risk.

The Lion is King of the Jungle!

The Great White Shark is Sovereign of the Sea!

The Timber Wolf is Emperor of the Forest!

and

this

seemingly normal

book biting

lasagna and sushi lover

who goes by the name of Aaron Reynolds

PRINCE OF THE PICTURE BOOK!!

*roar, chomp, howl*

You want proof of the Princely Pudding? Ravenous readers everywhere are gleefully clicking their cuspids and savagely devouring Aaron’s brand new book, Carnivores. Yes, they’re eating it up before it eats them. 🙂

A wise and sensible thing to do, I daresay, because this hilarious story is totally brilliant, darkly delicious, and oh-so-filling. *burp*

It wasn’t enough that back in 2005, Aaron spiced up my ho-hum existence with Chicks and Salsa. No. He got me to wiggle my wattle and actually tolerate football with Buffalo Wings in 2007. Did he stop there? Not a chance.

Last year he terrified me with a bunch of Creepy Carrots, but I’ve since forgiven him because at least now I know the chopped salad I’ve been smelling under my pillow is real.

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