#1369 Just one more book

Tonight she read Moo Dog.

I sat in my usual position next to her bed, Hubbie on my other side. We listened as she fairly confidently read the book that we were reading to her only at the start of the year. Words she wasn’t sure about then, she was flying through now.

It made me think about her reading journey, and I had to wonder how much of it was tied up with me. Sure we read books a lot while she was growing up. Even as a baby she would sit on my lap where I would read her Goodnight Moon, The Very Hungry Caterpillar or That’s Not My Bunny.

I did it with her, but I didn’t force it. I made sure to make that distinction. I wanted her to read, not so she could be like me… more so because I believe being well-read really can help you more. It helps in education, at school, and in life in general.

I knew she might very well grow out of it one day. I mean for many years, I did too.

But I didn’t care. I just wanted her to have beautiful memories of us.

She has passed my expectations. She still continues to read, to want to read, and loves bringing home massive chapter books from our local library that are 6 years too early for her (big dreamer).

Every night we read a book. At least one. It’s not even a question anymore.

Every night… “just one more?”

I smiled. Tonight the book was about a dog that moos, and everyone laughs at him because he is a dog, he can’t moo…

But surely, he moos. And shows them, huh, dogs CAN moo.

“Cock-a-doodle doo!” Baby girl screamed at the last page.

I covered my ears. “Okay… time for bed.” ♥

#1334 The write quote

I was leafing through a writing book while at the library with baby girl today.

We’d had our obligatory coffee/babycino hit, and she had gone off to, I later found out, find up to 10 dvds to borrow, while I just kept on leafing.

I was looking at something to grab my attention, and then something DID.

A quote at the top of the page. Regarding rejection:

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“As the inventor Thomas Edison said, ‘Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.’ So, don’t give up too early. In fact, don’t give up at all. You may just be about to succeed.”

At a time when I’m deeply evaluating and questioning so much, in regards to writing  and other parts of my life, this quote literally jumped out at me, from the most random yet perfect of pages.

So I closed it. And then I took it home. ❤✍📖

#1303 Homer in hiding

The other day while at the MILs, Hubbie went in search of some personal items he had left behind in his old bedroom, what seemed like eons ago. Baby girl went up to search for him… and came back with an additional, someone.

Something.

Homer.

This massive stuffed Homer doll that was almost as tall as her, had been hiding out in Hubbie’s wardrobe all this time. I have no idea where he got it, only to say that I was definitely there when it happened, and it was probably at some Melbourne festival like Moomba.

Baby girl was rapt.

At some point last night a game developed… it was nearing bedtime and as she left her room to get something, I remained behind with a firm grip on Homer…

But alas, as things happen in sitcoms and cartoons, so too do they happen in real life.

Because I ‘conveniently’ (as all TV plot points are, convenient) fell asleep… and this led to Homer creeping out of my arms and into baby girl’s bed!

D’oh!

She loved it. We repeated the game a number of times in a variety of ways, all with him ending up in her bed, reading a book, and the sight of him like that in her bed made her crack up in laughter every time.

It was funny. We did it this morning. We did it again, tonight.

I ramped up the game when she went to grab a book from her school bag…

I grabbed some ‘friends,’ a blanket, book and beanie, and voila –

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Homer was now fully decked out in her bed.

She could not contain her excitement and laughter as she re-entered. I was meant to be ‘accidentally asleep,’ and yet I couldn’t keep the grin off my face.

He was wearing her beanie, her slippers were now his, and he was covered by a small blanket as his friends gathered around while he read “Thelma the Unicorn.”

It did look very amusing if I do say so myself.

Your kids being happy is one thing… but being the reason that they are laughing is an entirely different feeling.

It left me feeling incredibly chuffed and grateful tonight. ♥

 

 

 

Do, d’oh.

#1272 A Wintry and literary time out

You can understand the great ahh moment that came for me during the below photo I captured this afternoon, not just because, hey everyone loves a break, but the fact that…

In the morning the wind broke my Mary Poppins umbrella that I’ve had for over 10 years!

I got rained on MANY times

towels were shoved around various windows in the house due to the insane weather and water seeping in through the ferociousness of it all

it had rained both at school drop-off AND pick-up (of course, the Murphy’s Law school fairies strike again)

and I had this intermittent headache that was just dragging me down, symptomatic of my flu NOT wanting to let up.

Sigh.

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Which is why I sat on baby girl’s bean bag with my herbal tea this afternoon, looked at all my very inviting books all set up lovingly on my new/old bookcase, just whispering “read me, read me,” and decided to just peruse through, a few…

And what a wonderful way to chill out on a cold Friday afternoon… whether or not I got soaked that morning, it was still very much appreciated. ♥ ( I did).

#1270 Books where they should be

Today furniture was moved around.

Hubbie went to task putting some flat packs together while I blew my nose incessantly, sneezed when some stray dust blew my way from the open Ikea packages, and hurriedly drank lemon and honey tea in between holding the instruction book open and pointing at what Hubbie should do next.

Sneeze.

Sniffle.

Sigh.

And after all the arranging of new furniture, and re-shuffling of old, I am pleased to report…

Bibliophiles, the books are back.

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I lost my bookshelf a long while ago to baby girl’s toys… it wasn’t even her fault, it was entirely my own suggestion. And in this massive re-arranging, my books went in various, not very nice places all around the house.

It was not ideal.

But today, they are back where they began… and the shelf is entirely for me! (except for that cassette player for Hubbie, temporary though!;)) Looking at it makes me so happy, and also, almost, made me forget about my flu…

Until I re-shuffled some books and dust got to me and I sneezed.

But the books. Ohhh, the books. I have little section left at the bottom to assure myself, I am allowed to buy more books…

After all, it IS birthday month. 😉

#1232 Shopping discoveries

One of the best things to do on a cold and Wintry Sunday, is to go shopping.

We were in need of some long-overdue retail therapy.

It was a day of lots of fun, purchases, and discoveries.

Not along did I ‘discover’ some new pjs, a book to add to my never-ending ‘to-be-read’ pile, and a half price body shop body butter…

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BUT, there was another, more fabulous and EXCITING discovery.

Hubbie was looking for shoes as baby girl and I hung around him, and she literally, was hanging around, draped entirely over a nearby small couch that was facing a mirror, looking at herself in it, when suddenly –

“I have a wobbly tooth!”

“What?” I went to investigate immediately. She opened her mouth, and sure enough, showed me her bottom tooth had wiggle room. 

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“She has a wobbly tooth!”

Can I just say, thank God for youtube videos. There are many times that I’ve thought ‘this has helped baby girl enormously.’ There will be some kind of major milestone I worry about her facing, but because she has watched her doll idols, Anya and Elsia go through it already on her fave youtube channel, it is all ok.

I didn’t even have to tell her about the tooth fairy. She knows.

She was jumping about in excitement from that point onward. Telling random people. Asking if the tooth was still there (that’s been asked about 734 times today).

“Has it moved more?” has been asked equally as much, at 813.

This girl can not wait.

Honestly, neither can we. 🙂

So, a day full of seriously fun surprises…. from ‘no wobbly tooth,’ to

“I have a wobbly tooth!”

:):):)

Shopping brought it all today.

#1230 Last day of term bliss

So many wonderful things marked this fabulous end of term 2 for school.

(All I can see before me, are sleep-ins and lazy mornings… 😉 )

Firstly, it was a stunningly bright day for Winter. So warm in fact, I didn’t need to wear my jacket during the day! Shock horror.

Secondly, it was crazy hair day at baby girl’s school. And though we didn’t do anything extreme like stick a coca cola bottle to her head (yep I saw it) we sprayed some pink and attached a huge bow, and she was pretty rapt with that.

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The effort of the kids today, was superb. Kudos to them all for making the last day so bloody colourful and bright, almost as bright as the shining sun from above.

And lastly, what baby girl and I had been looking forward to for a few days now…

The library visit.

You are clearly new to this blog if you don’t know why we were looking forward to it.

What makes the library visit so damn exciting? (Well other than books galore, duh).

The corner café in there…and THAT hedgehog.

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This hedgehog slice is so amazing, every time we pay a visit I MUST have one. With baby girl and her ginger meg, me with my slice, along with our respective babycino and cappuccino, we sat and slurped and nibbled, appreciating every little morsel and the firm knowledge that now it was HOLIDAYS.

Mwa ha ha.

And after rushing about all day, it was so nice to end the afternoon with a book, drinking some coffee, and watching baby girl choose books from afar.

Ahhh. Welcome July school holidays, I am so glad you are here. 🙂