After being off from work for over a week, readjusting to the "real world" has been a challenge, but reading with my kids is important. I've built into our nightly routine since Lady B was a tiny baby, so now it's something we both look forward to at the end of the day. The kidlets have been super exhausted, and the baby went to bed soon after bath time tonight. So no reading for him tonight. We got a couple of books in last night. I want reading to be a fun experience, and I'm careful not to force it if the kids are tired or cranky.
However, unless Lady B is extremely exhausted, she asks me to read a book to her after bathtime and before bedtime each night. I normally let her pick out 3 books she wants to read; she usually begs for at least one more, and we often get half an hour of reading in each night. Tonight, she was pretty tired, so we read for about 15 minutes before she told me she was ready for bed. I'm sort of glad because I'm not a huge fan the book she picked out -
The Big Green Book of Beginner Books by Dr. Seuss.
It's a collection of six of Dr. Seuss's beginning reader books:
- Great Day for Up!
- I Am Not Going to Get Up Today!
- I Wish That I Had Duck Feet
- Maybe You Should Fly a Jet! Maybe You Should Be a Vet!
- Wacky Wednesday
- Would You Rather Be a Bullfrog?
Tonight we read
Wacky Wednesday, I Wish That I Had Duck Feet, and
Would You Rather Be a Bullfrog? I'm hot and cold with Dr. Seuss. I absolutely love
Green Eggs and Ham and
Horton Hears a Who, but
Oh the Places You'll Go makes me cringe, and
The Cat in the Hat is just creepy.
Don't hate on me, Seuss fans. And I'm also hot and cold with
The Big Green Book of Beginner Books.
Wacky Wednesday is fun to read with a little one because on each page, you have to find wacky things whether it's a turtle stuck in a tree or a man driving a car from the backseat. However, as the book progresses, you're asked to find more and more wacky things until you have to find 20 things on one page. It may not be so bad if Lady B didn't get stuck on the numbers 15-20. So we go from 15 to 17 to 16 to "11-teen." Tonight, she had fun on the first few pages, and then she said, "I'm too tired to find more wacky things. Can we read
I Wish That I Had Duck Feet now?"
That particular book has a fun rhythm as the main character imagines what it would be like if he had duck feet, a whale spout, antlers, and more. I also love looking at the 1960's style illustrations, especially the boy's father who is always smoking a pipe. What I don't like about the book are the instances when the main character imagines using his new body parts to make the supposed bully Big Bill Brown jealous and to even knock him down at one point. I cringe at the message it sends that you can use your new "talents" to finally get back at a bully. It's then that I have to have a conversation with Lady B about how it's not nice to knock people down, etc. In any case, even though I'm not a huge fan of the book, she loves it, and I'm happy to read her the books she chooses.
Over the past two days, I've been doing my own reading when I've had time. I finished
AWOL on the Appalachian Trail, and even though the book was a fast, interesting read, I'm not inspired to hike the trail. Camping for months, bugs, outhouses (or lack therof in many cases), injuries, etc. are not that appealing. Perhaps hiking a section or two would be better for me. :-)
I also read a good portion of
American Gods on the train to and from work today, and it's really getting good. I also used the remaining value of the Kindle gift card I got for Christmas to buy
Cleopatra: A Life by Stacy Schiff. I suppose I'm on a bit of a nonfiction kick.
Oh - and I also have one teeny Kindle complaint. I miss flipping through books to find passages. I don't think I'll ever stop reading paper books. I have a long commute to work, and I love not having to lug around books and having the ability to pull out a small device and choose which books I want to read. But I do miss the touch and feel and smell of "real" books.