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Let’s talk serious literature

my current favorite kind, that is. Namely children’s books. LOL

In reading to the girls each night I often think of things I mean to blog about later. And then of course I forget to do so. So tonight, after reading 2 stories, saying our prayers, and tucking three sweet little angels into bed, I raided their library. I have beside me a stack of things I’ve been meaning to mention for some time now. So in no particular order…

-My favorite page from Kevin Henkes Julius, The Baby of the World:
“JULIUS, THE GERM OF THE WORLD. BY ME,”said Lilly. “Once upon a time there was a baby. His name was Julius. Julius was really a germ. Julius was like dust under your bed. If he was a number, he would be zero. If he was a food, he would be a raisin. Zero is nothing. A raisin tastes like dirt. The End,” said Lilly. The story earned her ten minutes in the uncooperative chair.

If you haven’t read this book, please do. It’s really quite funny and not as mean as it sounds – there is a happy ending. :) For that matter, all of Kevin Henkes books are worthwhile. My personal favorite is another book about Lilly, Lilly and the Purple Plastic Purse. I’d say his books are good for the 2-5 year old range.

-Seasonally appropriate, I love Jerry Seinfeld’s Halloween book! It’s probably designed for slightly older kids – say in the 30+ range. LOL It could be read to little ones (5-10), but honestly they won’t appreciate it like you will. They won’t be able to wax poetic with you about the costumes of yore. Trust me. Buy this book. Pretend it’s for your kids. And then love it up. And if you can find it, definitely buy the coveted collector’s edition which includes a CD of Seinfeld himself reading the book. It’s classic.

So the first time you hear the concept of Halloween when you’re a kid, your brain can’t even process the idea. You’re like, “What is this? What did you say? Someone’s giving out candy? EVERYONE WE KNOW is just GIVING OUT candy?…I’ll wear anything I have to wear. I’ll do anything I have to do to get the candy away from those FOOLS who are so stupidly GIVING IT AWAY!”

-Probably my favorite children’s author ever is Shel Silverstein. And I ask you, is he really a children’s author? Is the man really writing to little kids, or just to the kid in all of us?

Listen to the MUSTN’TS, child,
Listen to the DON’TS
Listen to the SHOULDN’TS
The IMPOSSIBLES, the WON’TS
Listen to the NEVER HAVES
Then listen close to me –
Anything can happen, child,
ANYTHING can be.

(from Where the Sidewalk Ends)

-And speaking of Mr. Silverstein…as much as I adore his poetry books (the above, plus Falling Up, A Light in the Attic…) I’ve always been troubled by a few of his books. Namely, The Missing Piece and The Giving Tree. I find myself thinking of this often, since as luck would have it, Annie loves both stories. They seem so…metaphorical. So what do you think – are they about marriage? Looking at Shel’s personal life one might well believe that they are. And if that’s true, it makes me sad. So while these stories may be great, once I looked at them in this light I’ve never been able to read them the same way again. And on the nights Annie selects either book, I have to choose another one to follow so we can end the evening on a more positive note. Have you ever felt this, or is this just another example of my insanity?

And in closing, another mini book giveaway. Do you or your child like Junie B. Jones? (I do like the stories, but don’t like that I have to edit them to remove the ‘hates’ and the ‘stupids’) I have a shiny new copy of Junie B. Jones has a Peep in her Pocket that’s just waiting for a lucky reader. If you’d like to enter, just leave me a comment here. Tell me what you think of my over-analyzing children’s authors, or recommend to me another great book or author for little ones. I’d love the inspiration! I will draw a winner at midnight on Thursday, October 16th.

Good luck!

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I love these kids

Annie has been home on fall break and it’s been so wonderful. When she heads back to school on Monday my heart will hurt again – I miss her when she’s gone.

Of course she will be thrilled – she ran downstairs this morning and the first words out of her mouth were “Do I get to go to school today?” Don’t worry about my feelings, kiddo, really. I’ll try not to be offended! lol I really am glad that she loves it so much though – I know we’re blessed in that regard (see that word again?).

At breakfast she suggested that we all pray for Grama, who was at the doctor. So proud. My mom had a hysterectomy + on Wednesday, and is having a difficult recovery. :(

Late morning they asked if they could watch a movie and I obliged, thinking of the work I could sneak in while they were occupied. As they snuggled together on the couch I heard Catie say, “I love you guys so much” and Annie replied, “I know Catie. I would be lost without my sisters.” It brought tears to my eyes. And actually I am also blessed in that regard as well, because words like these are a pretty common occurrence around here. I’ve always been careful to tell them how lucky (blessed) they are to have each other, and how sisters are best friends, no one will ever love you like your sisters, etc. I hope that stays with them their whole lives.

Before Annie’s soccer game last week they were playing on the playground, and one of her teammates came up and asked Annie to play with her. She said, “I’m playing with my sisters right now, but you can join us if you want.” I love that she didn’t ditch them to play with the big kids.

I really can’t remember what I did before these girls entered my life, but I know it wasn’t anything good. They are my favorite people in the world. :)
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Reason #76 why a home office in the basement is a bad idea

All I had to do was print a few shipping labels. 5 minutes, tops. When I went downstairs the scene was pretty dull. Catie was crashed on the couch:


Lilly was snacking happily in her high chair:


And well-behaved, ever-responsible Annie was reading a book.

When I came back upstairs something was different. For one thing, Annabelle had changed her clothes. (Ok jammies, whatever. It’s a jammie kind of day at our house. Also known as ‘a day when Dadda isn’t home’) But it wasn’t just the pajamas. Something else had changed. If only I could put my finger on it…


So I asked about it.
No, she did not have anything to eat.
Yes, she is sure about that.
Very sure.
Yes, she knows that lying is wrong.
No, she does not need to think about that again.
She is positive.

Hmmm… Then how in the world did this get here?


(I mean come on kid, seriously! At least throw away the wrapper! Spot check in the bathroom mirror! Something!)

When confronted with this evidence, she blushed. And looked at the ground. And said, “Oh.” And then, “Also I couldn’t find a napkin.”

I glance over to where her little finger is pointing:


“We don’t have to tell Dadda about this do we?”

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