Kids plus writing equals love. I had the pleasure of editing a few of the stories in the book, which you should immediately run out and purchase. A selection from my resultant new vocabulary:

ace boon coon (Note the example! Coincidence! I do not have a Porsche. Also, an important note on usage: “…although ace boon coon can be shortened to just boon coon, watch out! Unlike this friendly term, coon alone is a derogatory word for African Americans.”)

beezy

hyphy

(After the reading mentioned in the Seattle Times article, a book-signing/cupcake-eating extravaganza occurred in the John Marshall gym. Some insane person made cupcakes INSIDE those Dairy-Queen-style little cardboardy ice cream cones—batter baked INSIDE cone, with demonic glinty red sprinkles on top. I felt I should try one in the interests of food science, but then I carried it around and couldn’t eat it and ultimately hurled it far and hard onto a thoroughfare where shortly it was run over by a car with a POP! sound. Extremely satisfying. Thank you, crazy cupcake-cone maker.)