Who's with me: Anyone else love the purple "Book-It" pins that you displayed on your jean jacket that were adorned with stars earned from reading books? And the prize: Pizza Hut personal pan pies with the hope of also getting a gift--like the Land Before Time plastic dinosaur toys that smelled like petroleum jelly. Bueller? Anyone?
I am not sure if I am dreading or looking forward to the obligatory reading assignments that will confront my children. Right now, I covet the nightly library time we have. I feel fortunate in that Miles devours books. You wouldn't know by his elaborate vocabulary (note sarcasm), but since he has been a wee baby, we have saturated him in literature. We've gone through phases of interest (mind you, we started reading to him when he was an infant--anyone recall my displeasure for Eric insisting on reading Ulysses while I was nursing each night?), and I have discussed in previous posts my favorite infant books, but I thought I would comment on our current state of reading.
We tend to have books sprinkled around our house for general perusal during the day, but Miles's room is where the real gold is. It is not an understatement that my favorite area of consignment sales is the book area. I'm obsessed. First, I am on a hunt to get the entire Dr Seuss collection of stories. I have a great start and have even found Suess books I had never heard of! Plus, I have full versions as well as diaper bag versions that have saved me from torrential tantrum episodes. We do "Suess Sundays" at our house and only read Dr Suess for bedtime. I also prefer to have hard back books, and they are expensive, so if I can get used ones, all the better. I know we'll be better about going to our local library in time, but I must admit I get a high off of owning the books. I think this is one area I am not totally "green" about. But I feel like I am doing my part by buying a lot of our books used. Just not sure I could ever get rid of them and re-sell.
My friend AS recently sent an e-mail out with Gwyneth Paltrow's favorite books...and another Mommy blog I follow had a post in the past few weeks about her readers' favorite toddler books...and I am collecting books for all the preggo showers upcoming in 2010. I'm on book overdose. I need an intervention.
Every night we spend about 30 minutes of concentrated reading with Miles. I truly pine for this time each day. True, it means Miles is going to bed (hopefully) for the whole night (read: I can shower), but it is just a delight sitting in the big comfy chair, reading stories as he cuddles his monkey, strokes his hair and points out every "car, choo choo, moon, guitar, tree, meow, woof, oink, etc." he can find.
Here's the rub. He knows his books now. When Nuncle and Ti Ti gave Felix an Eric Carle stroller toy, Miles identified the Very Hungry Caterpillar picture and he bolted into his room and brought out the entire book for us to read.
Confession time. Anyone else skip book pages while babysitting, praying the kids hadn't memorized the story? While we haven't gotten to that point, I was thinking the other night that this kid is totally going to be the kind of child who says, "Oops! Mommy--you forgot five pages!" (Actually, it will more be like, "Ba-doo whumpy balmy chee son tunnel." Yeah, that's how my kid talks.) And then I'll be all, "I DID?!?!! So sorry!" And reluctantly re-read the last five pages.
The truth is--I love story time. Sure, I get so tired of going back to the copyright page of To Market To Market to point out the "car" and the "oink," but I know the 30 minutes every night that we cuddle and read is burning memories in my soul that I will cherish for years.
#1. Richard Scarry's Best Story Book Ever
#2. Charlie Parker Played Be Bop
3. Paper Parade
For those of you who are parents of toddlers, I hope you can relate to this. And also hope you can recite every single book on your children's shelves. I can. No, seriously--try me. I can. And for those of you who have babies coming on the horizon, start practicing your best animal noises and singing voices. And even your foreign accents. I have this thing about using a British accent in stories. Could it be genetic, or maybe the beginnings of multiple personality disorder? The nice thing is kids don't care if you're off tune, sound like an idiot or a B list celebrity feigning their best brogue. The sillier the better.
Hi. My Name is Alison...and I am a children's book addict.
Truth is, I never want to get sober.