Library Overload
Somehow Fiona and I have checked out an absurd number of books in the past week. Maybe it’s because we made four separate trips to the library last week. Anyway, I’m trying to reduce to a reasonable number, like around 50.
Fiona remains obsessed with dinosaur books, and checked out a set of W.I.T.C.H. books again, but we’ve also been reading Poems for the Very Young almost every day. Fiona calls it the “Pink Top Book” since the cover illustration on the copy we have is pink at the top. What’s really fun about this one is the way she “reads” it along with me. She really does know some words and phrases but the whole time I read she mumbles “amehmajehmaenmnaehmemaemehmeahehmah” along with the rhythm.
The current dino favorites are Barnum Brown: Dinosaur Hunter, a biography of the man who discovered the first T. Rex fossils in the early 20th century, and, surprise, The Magic School Bus in the Time of the Dinosaurs.
I have too many books out as well and have been having trouble concentrating on one at a time. I did really enjoy the Clementine books by Sara Pennypacker (which I’ll have to remember when Fiona hits school age) about a nine year old girl who is good at math and art and paying attention, just not to the teacher or the other things grown-ups think she should be. I also managed to read some grown-up Fiction, Garden Spells by Sarah Addison Allen. I’ve read both of her other books as well, and it’s just the kind of Magical Realism I like best. I’ve also started Bite Me by Christopher Moore (it took me a week to get through the introduction, but now that we’re past the Valley Girl Speak I may be able to actually read it) and Bread Alone by Judith Ryan Hendricks.
And now I have to go pretend to read the newspaper while Fiona bangs on pots and pans with wooden spoons.