Sam and I just finished reading this book. I remember the movie from when I was young. (Yes, I watched some age appropriate shows from time to time.) But I don't ever remember reading the actual book. Sam was a little hesitant for me to read an actual chapter book without any pictures to look at.
He decided he would give it a chance and two chapters in, he was hooked.
Sam will often stop me when I read a word he is unsure of and will ask me what it means. Just like Wilbur does with Charlotte now that I think of it. Anyway, I read the word adore and Sam quickly asked for the definition, I obliged and we moved on. When I finished reading for the night I asked Sam if he was enjoying the book and if he wanted to continue the next night. "Oh, yes! Mommy, I adore this book."
I adored the book too. So much so I looked up E.B. White to see what else he may have to offer. I found out he wrote Stuart Little as well. Looks like that may be our next chapter book. E.B. White wrote adult books too and he was an essayist. I came across this quote from him about being an essayist that I thought applied to this blogging/facebook world of ours.