Daisy’sheadisalwaysintheclouds,butshestillcaresaboutthingsontheground--shejustneedstofindherownwaytoproveit.Nomatterwheresheisorwhatshe’sdoing,Daisy’simaginationkicksintomakethingsmoreinteresting.Herbraidsbecomefishingrods;theteetertotterlaunchesherintospace;theswingsletherflylikeasuperhero.Mostofthetime,it’sgreatfun.Butsometimesitcausestrouble.Shefoldsthelittlebrothershe’ssupposedtobefeedingandfeedsthesockssheshouldfold.Worstofall,Daisylongstobelineleaderonafieldtriptotheaquarium,butthejobisreservedforwhoevercanlistenbesttoalessononoctopuses.Ashardasshetries,Daisyjustcan’tkeepthedistractedcloudsfromrollingoverherhead.Still,Daisyisdeterminedtoshowherteacherwhatshe’slearned,inawaythatworksforher--shecandraw!Daisypoursherheartintoanillustratedguidetotheoctopus,andearnsherownspecialjob,asthefieldtrip’sofficialartist.BrimmingwithJenniferP.Goldfinger’shumorandwhimsy,DaisytheDaydreamercelebrateseverychildwhoyearnstobeappreciatedforwhotheyare,notcriticizedforwhattheyaren’t.Daydreamers,doodlers,andfreespiritsalikewillempathizewithDaisy,andcheerheronasshebecomesherownadvocate.
