I was born in 1982 and got the book before I was twelve, so it was definitely printed before 1994, probably earlier. This book was called something like Things to Do On a Rainy Day, Rainy Day Book, or Rainy Day Activities, but the cover wasn’t anything like what I saw on Google or Amazon. I am concerned that the book cover may have changed if it were reprinted, which would hinder me from recognizing it if it has been reprinted. The book was approximately 8. 5×11 inches and was paperback. The cover has a picture of two kids looking at a treasure chest which is glowing and shining light on their faces–the chest is facing away from the viewer so you can’t see what is in it. The book contains really great activities such as making a printer’s cap from a square piece of paper, some words from a tribal language where only string is used to communicate, a detailed guide on making friendship bracelets with varying widths (flat braiding), and many other things that I can’t remember. This was a really great book. I want to get it again and get another copy for a friend. It was the best rainy day activity book I’ve seen, but it may just be because of the nostalgia. I read it and did activities for hours on many occasions and showed it to all of my friends that visited my house.

Around 1960 I loved a children’s book that had an old man, a young boy, a cat, catnip and recipes.

I’d love it if you could find it.

I’m secretly trying to find this book for my husband.as a child and always talks about it. It is a children’s picture book about jobs that people do at night. However, the characters in the book are animals. I think he said there’s a squirrel that’s a garbage man?I could be off, though. I can’t really remember anything more than that. It goes through a handful of night jobs and describes what each of them does. He can’t remember a title or author.

It’s from the first person point of view of a teenage girl. She has gone through some trauma; perhaps her dad has recently died? There’s some kind of new situation in her life. I think she’s living with her aunts? She was raised by New Age-y, witch-y types. It’s a realistic novel. Her immediate family are these flakey hippies, who have brought her up to be very superstitious. I think they read Tarot or some kind of divination for a living. She is beset with some problem; maybe she cuts herself? Over the course of the book, she learns to extricate herself from their superstition and magical thinking. They have a particular fixation on colors, with certain colors being good or bad luck. Yellow is very bad; it can’t be mixed with black. Purple is very significant & has to do with spirituality. The book ends with her on a therapist’s couch and she notices right away that it’s one of the “bad” colors, but then she reminds herself that that’s OK, that she’s going to dispense with this OCD-like fixation on the “right” color patterns & not be bound by her family’s backward ways.