Our Newest Release: Pickle in My Pocket

My husband Tim and I are excited to announce the release of our new children's book, Pickle in My Pocket. The book is available at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Books-a-Million, Book Depository, and most major booksellers by request.

When Tim and I first met, I learned that he loved to tell stories. Many of his stories were from his childhood and time spent with his first cousins. Pickle in My Pocket is a fictionalized version of his "fave-rite" story.

About the Book:

Come join Poppa Tim as he shares one of his favorite stories, Pickle in My Pocket.

"Ewww!"

He heard that!

This hilarious children's picture book features Poppa Tim as the narrator of a story from his childhood, with a life lesson about patience.

Pickle in My Pocket includes a short list of conversations starters for parents to communicate with their children.

We hope you enjoy it as much as we enjoyed creating this book.

I talked Tim into a video to help us market the book too! Check out his dance moves!

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