Soupy Saturdays with the Pain and the Great One [Paperback]

MEET THE PAIN:
My sister's name is Abigail. I call her The Great One because she thinks she's so great. Who cares if she's in third grade and I'm just in first?

MEET THE GREAT ONE:
My brother's name is Jacob Edward, but everyone calls him Jake. Everyone but me. I call him The Pain because that's what he is. He's a first-grade pain. I'll always know exactly what he's thinking. That's just the way it is.

These seven warm-hearted stories will give readers a peek at how a brother and sister relate to each other.Starred review,School Library Journal, August 2007:
"[T]he stories are sweet and accurately depict the growing pains of childhood."

Judy Blume lives in Key West and New York City. You can visit her at www.judyblume.com.

James Stevenson has written and illustrated more than a hundred books for children.

Mr. Soupy
On Saturdays we do errands with Dad. He's good at errands. Today, even though it was really warm, the Pain was wearing earmuffs. Big fluffy ones. Our first stop was the shoe store. The shoe salesman took one look at the Pain and said, We have some nice snow boots on sale. Half price.
Why would I want snow boots in May? the Pain asked.
The shoe man shrugged. Looks like you're getting ready for winter, he said, pointing to the Pain's earmuffs.
I'm getting ready for a haircut, the Pain told him.
Oh, the shoe salesman said, as if that made perfect sense.
The Pain got a pair of sandals. So did I.
From the shoe store the three of us walked up the street to Mr. Soupy's. Mr. Soupy is our haircutter. You have to be under twelve to have Mr. Soupy cut your hair. In the window of his shop there's a sign. It says Mr. Soupy sings while he snips your hair. No more than an inch, I reminded him when it was my turn.
A big inch or a little inch? Mr. Soupy sang.
A little inch, I said.
I knew when Mr. Soupy was done because he whipped off my cape and shlăs