Mommy, Daddy, and Dorothy's brother, Martin, all wear glasses. But not Dorothy. She knows that glasses make people see better, and she wants to see better, too. Never mind that she can see perfectly without them. She feels like an outsider in her own family, and so she draws glasses on her face and on all her toys. But when she tries on her Daddy's glasses, she gets a big surprise!
Both Mum and Dad work in offices, but it's hard for a very little boy to understand what they DO all day, and why they're SO tired when they get home and can only play for a little while. With the help of his grandmother, who takes care of him, our young narrator tries to experience their workaday world, day after day, at home in a pretend office . . . and he gets really, really tired, too. . .
Times are hard for Mommy, Daddy, and Ivan. They live in a tiny apartment and only have room for an imaginary dog, Ronny, who behaves badly--especially at night. They love him, anyway. One day they are able to move to a larger apartment and have room for The Real Ronny! A real dog! He's wonderful, of course. And they love him. But sometimes you can't help missing the things you left behind.
It is very difficult to be the youngest, littlest one in the family. Yurchyk's sister and brother are too old to play with him now; they prefer to do other things. And his parents are too busy. His companion is just a puppy, a little dog named Klapovukh. Yurchyk's father says that being big isn't just about growing taller but about doing big things! It takes courage to do big things: Is little Yurchyk brave enough?
Matthew wanted only one thing on Earth: a dog. He lived in a children's home, and they weren't allowed to have a real dog. The toy dog he got for Christmas was broken; the other animals he tried out as pets didn't live up to his expectations. He never ever thought about wanting a Mother or a Father - but one day, when a couple comes to adopt him - he decides to keep an open mind...
Grandpa had 27 grandchildren, all who loved him, and shared the mangoes he brought home every day. Grandpa and mangoes always brightened the day. But grandpa was getting sick, losing his memory and the ability to even cut the mangoes. He was slowing leaving his grandchildren.