Philly HomeHer12

Can’t go to BlogHer12 but don’t want to miss out on the fun and learning?

You don’t have to!

I’ve partnered with a few of my friends

and we’ll be participating in

Philly HomeHer12 (#PHH12)

and we’ll also follow

BlogHer at Home on Twitter

so we’ll constantly be in the know!

So…BlogHer is next week and some of us are getting together locally so we don’t miss out on the fun.

Wanna join us?

We’ll meet at Towne Book Center & Cafe, 220 Plaza Drive, Collegeville, PA 19426

Click the link for more information: link

or you can register here:

Can’t make the in real life gig? Follow along on Twitter!

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What to pack

Wrap up

Introducing Pammy Pam

Pammy Pam is an educator librarian who is drawn to the little ones. In her purse you’ll find a cup of coffee, a book, and her iPhone. She loves social media, writing book reviews, and curating children’s literature. She is an information specialist, maven, connector, coffee drinker.

Philly HomeHer12

Introducing Pammy Pam

Narnia! It’s all in the wardrobe just like I told you!

let the wild rumpus begin

It would be so nice if something would make sense for a change.

I solemnly swear that I am up to no good

If you want to make a song more hummy, add a few tiddely poms.

I can’t do anything,” says Peeta, “unless you count baking bread.”

Reading is one form of escape. Running for your life is another

2013 Reading Challenge

It’s not that there’s anything so wrong with Keith—well, his eyes are sort of uneven.

It’s so much more friendly with two.

Not all those who wander are lost

I’ve never been lost, but I was mighty turned around for three days once.

Never trust anyone who has not brought a book with them

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What is the use of a book, without pictures or conversations?

It’s always useful to know where a friend-and-relation is, whether you want him or whether you don’t.

It is our choices, Harry, that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.

She is too fond of books, and it has turned her brain

Oh well… I’d just been thinking, if you had died, you’d have been welcome to share my toilet

In the light of the moon a little egg lay on a leaf.

All children, except one, grow up