Reading is one of my favorite activities. Getting lost in a story is the best way to relax on vacation or unwind after a long day. Most parenting books and blogs espouse the importance of reading to children to assist with their overall knowledge and specifically their vocabulary. Instilling children with a love for reading and associating books with joy is a cause I can get behind. Perhaps I am only listening to the opinions of other bibliophiles due to my own bias toward reading, but who cares?
The hardest thing for us as a family is to find stories we can enjoy reading over and over again. The quality of great books like Dr. Suess's ABC's or Seasame Street's The Monster at the End of This Book are hard to attain. But reading the same thing night after night can turn a well meaning parent into a repetitious and sullen zombie. I am lucky to have amazing siblings who are aware of and share my love for books. One of whom, who happens to live in England, has gifted some of our favorite titles to us over the past 6 years and I am excited to share them with you. Scroll through and see if there are any you would like to add to your little one's library!
Can we make a standard “is your house safe for my small human” form? When I meet my children’s new friend’s parents I am frequently probing them to see if I would feel comfortable leaving my children under their care. This may sound crazy, but I do not leave my kids with just anyone. Aside from the fact that this person is the guardian of another small human around my child’s age, I know next to nothing about them. They could be training lions in their garage or eating the souls of baby seals for all I know.
I am a highly opinionated and sassy mother of three and wife to one. I hope you enjoy reading about my efforts to tackle the infuriating obstacles of life using straight talk and humor. If I say it, I mean it, or maybe I am being sarcastic. I like to focus on topics from my everyday life: parenting, cooking, crocheting, and a whole list of other things that inspire my rage.