Quotes from Megan McDonald

I love jell-o. I love the way it comes in rainbow colours, wiggles and jiggles and looks like brains.

C'mon, Stink." Judy tapped Stink's knee with the hammer. Stink's foot shot out and kicked her in the leg. "Hey, Stink," said Judy. "You kicked me! Who do you think you are, a cassowary?

Moody did not want to give up summer. She did not feel like brushing her hair every day. She did not feel like memorizing spelling words. And she did not want

out the pins. "All detectives wear badges. These

In Yeah Man (aka Yemen)

Finger knitting was the greatest — no knitting needles needed. She looped the yarn over her fingers, one, two, three, four, back, over, under, through

You scared my pants off!

I grew up and live in the Boston area, so hands down, I'd rather have a Boston Tub Party. In fact, from my studio at FableVision, I have a view of the Boston Tea Party ship.

You're the glue.

still Class 3T? Or are we Class 3G now?

Math-i-tude Mom- and Dad-i-tude Mad-i-tude A

Wong Fong from Hong Kong.

Dunk had dunked him.

When Judy Moody got to school on Monday, she had a new teacher. Her new teacher was called a sub (not the sandwich). Her new teacher was called Mrs. Grossman. Exactly three things were wrong with that. (1) Mrs. Grossman was NOT gross. (2) Mrs.

Grossman was NOT a man. (3) Mrs. Grossman was NOT Mr. Todd. Judy was the first to raise her hand. "Where's Mr. Todd?" "I'm sure Mr. Todd told everyone on Friday that he was going to a special teacher conference." "I wasn't here Friday," said Judy. "He's going to learn to be a better

Guess what," said Stink. "Did you know fish communicate by farting?

painted suns and rainbows and guinea pigs

Judy hung her head and slunk to the back of the room. She crawled inside the tent. It was kind of like the Toad Pee Club clubhouse inside. Minus any peeing toads, of course. Natch.

She, Madame M for Mistake, could not predict the future — her own or anybody else's. She could not even predict one hour from now. Not one minute. Not one second. The future was un-predictable.

That's how we found the

Sybil Ludington

My Very Eager Mad Cat Just Scratched Up Nose-Picking Earwigs.

will bounce it open." "Maybe," said Judy. But even the bouncing

Then he wrote a letter to the governor.