Your family's newspaper. Written every night. Printed at your table every morning.
Your town's weather and sky. Your week. Your birthdays. A real story from your city, the animal of the day, a word, a riddle and a maze, and the Stars for everyone in the house, the dog included. It comes out of your own printer before breakfast. Nobody scrolls.
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The new library opens Saturday, and it has a reading tree
The branch on Main Street has been closed since spring. It reopens at ten on Saturday with twice as many children's books, a story time at eleven and a big wooden tree to read under.
- 8:05School drop-off
- 3:40Piano
- 5:30Soccer, field 2
It can regrow a lost leg, and it smiles all the time.
Get-up-and-go. Courage plus good sense.
Tell us your town.
That's all a paper needs. Add birthdays, the week's schedule, the teams you follow and the things you love, if you'd like. You can add as little or as much as you want.
Go to bed.
Overnight, the newsroom writes your city's news and puts together your paper: your weather, your day, your people.
Print it.
It's ready at 5:30 in the morning, your time. Print it on any home printer, letter size, black and white. Read it at the table.
Three houses, three papers.
These are real Daily Perrigos, built by the same newsroom and the same press as every paper we make, for three houses we made up. Tap a front page to turn it over. Print one; it comes out the way yours would.
The Okafors
Read Opal's letter to them
Morning Ada and Chris,
Before anything else: three library books are due back at the Tidewater Branch today, and one of them is Maya's octopus book. I'd check under the sofa first. Then under Waffles. The branch closes at 6, which is handy, because violin is at 4 and Theo's soccer is at 5:30, and the library is more or less on the way.
The big news in town is on the front. Bell Point's old lighthouse comes back on this Saturday at 5:15, dark for 38 years, and it will flash white every six seconds, just as it did in 1889. If you want a family outing that costs nothing, that's it. Theo's Sand Dollars play at 9 that morning, so it's a full Saturday.
Tomorrow is Veterans Day, so there's no school, and Grandma Ngozi turns 70 on Thursday, the same night as Maya's strings concert. Lot of week.
Theo's dinosaur question is answered on page two. The Professor's verdict is that a purple T. rex is not wrong yet, so expect to hear about it at dinner.
And tonight is Waffles's bath. He's been warned in the Stars.
Here's today's paper.
Opal
The Brennans
Read Opal's letter to them
Morning Kate and Danny,
First things first: Lucy's two library books are in the blue bag by the door, and today is the day they go back. Sam's field trip slip is due tomorrow, signed, in his folder. I mention it now because a Friday slip is usually found on Friday at 7:58.
Nora has robotics until 5, so the Delgados are driving. Sam has practice at 4:30. Finn has show and tell, and has chosen a leaf. I am told it is a very good leaf.
The news on your front is a library book that came back to Juniper Street on Tuesday, 61 years late, with an apology note inside. The fine would have been $445.60. Nobody has to pay it, which feels like a good lesson for Lucy, or possibly a terrible one.
Sorrel Creek is running again, 14 inches at the footbridge. Look, don't wade.
Saturday will need both of you: the Rattlers' final at 10 and Nora's robot at 1. Sir Sorts-a-Lot's best score is 37 out of 40. The three it misses are always yoghurt pots.
It's also Pizza With the Works Except Anchovies Day, and pizza night isn't until tomorrow. I leave that with you.
Here's today's paper.
Opal
June & Walt Hale
Read Opal's letter to them
Morning June and Walt,
Friday the 13th, and the only thing on Pelican Point with bad luck is a library book that doesn't make it back to the Seagrape Branch by closing. There are three of them. They're on the front page, so the paper is now officially nagging you, not me.
Walt, the dentist is at 9:30. June, the garden club plants the butterfly bed at 1. Then Lily rings at 6 to talk about pies, and the Pelicans kick off at 7 against Bayside. That is a full day for two people who claim to be retired.
The best news is on page one: the Turtle Patrol found 64 nests this summer, a record. And tomorrow is the book sale, so the three books going back today will have company by Saturday night.
Page two has Treasure Island, born on a rainy day in Scotland, and a riddle about a bird you see from the porch every morning.
Lily and Jack land in eleven days. I am counting too.
Here's today's paper.
Opal
The houses, their towns and their news are made up, and every page says so. The history, the holidays, the animals, the words and the Moon are real.
One sheet, both sides.
The front is yours: your town's weather, sunrise, sunset, the Moon and the air, plus the sea if you live near it. It has your house's day, the birthdays this week, the countdowns, a lead story from your city, what's on nearby, and how your teams did last night.
The back is for everyone at the table: the animal of the day, a word, on this day in history, a riddle, a maze, a word search, a comic, and the Stars for every person in the house. Pets too.
Two sheets, and slower.
Sunday's paper has a big feature story, a column from the editor, a crossword sized for kids and grown-ups, and a paper plane to cut out and fold. It's the one people keep on the fridge.
The crossword answers run on Monday.
A letter from Opal.
Opal Standish is the paper's editor. Each morning she writes your house a short letter with the paper attached, ready to print. She answers when you write back, and so does the paper: write in about your week and it can turn up in tomorrow's edition.
Pick the boxes your house wants.
Every paper is built from boxes, the way a real paper has its regular features. Switch on the ones your house loves, switch off the ones it doesn't, and the page rearranges itself to fit. The list keeps growing.
Ask Professor Picklepants
A reader's question, answered by the paper's resident pickle.
Joke of the day
One a morning. Groaning is allowed.
The riddle
The answer hides somewhere else on the page.
Animal of the day
A new creature every morning, with one fact to repeat at school.
A word in Spanish or French
Say it at breakfast, use it by dinner.
The Stars
A horoscope for everyone in the house, the dog included.
Your teams
Last night's scores and tonight's games, just for the teams you follow.
The sky tonight
The Moon, the planets, and what to look for after dinner.
Surf and tides
For houses near the water: the waves, the tides, and how cold the sea is.
Puzzles
A maze, a word search, a code to crack, and a crossword on Sundays.
Make something
A paper plane to fold, a craft, or a thing to draw.
Did you know?
On this day in history, and one fact that sounds made up but isn't.
Tap a switch to try it. And anything your house sends in fits in too: a lost tooth, a big game, a drawing.
Your house, set up in a minute.
Sign in and answer one question: what town are you in? That's a paper.
- Who's in the house: first names, birthdays, pets
- Your week: piano Monday, soccer Thursday
- Dates to count down to
- What you love: teams, animals, space, music
Every question is optional, and you can skip any of them.
Send it anything.
A story from school, a photo, a drawing, a lost tooth. Add it in the app, or email it to your paper's own address. Forward the school newsletter and the paper turns it into the morning's reminders: library books, picture day, early dismissal.
Kids can send questions to Professor Picklepants, and he answers them in print.
Yours to run.
- Every past paper, ready to print again
- Your print time and time zone
- Pause it for holidays
- Send it to another house: the grandparents get the same paper, with their own weather
- Download your data, or delete everything
It's made with AI, and we say so.
The Daily Perrigo is written by a newsroom of AI reporters (Claude, working to our house rules), each with its own beat. We'll never pretend otherwise.
Every story will list where it came from. Pictures are licensed and credited. Nothing is copied.
Your house stays your house.
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- Parents hold the account. Kids never log in.
- Only your house can see your house's details.
- We never sell or share them, or train anything on them.
- One button deletes everything.
What it isn't.
- Something to scroll
- A feed
- Ads, ever
- A screen at breakfast
Every paper has a question from a reader, answered by the Professor. Kids can send theirs in.