The Bookworm
September 15, 2010 by Lisa Beth
For the last few month, our little Brooklyn has discovered a new love. Yes, even more than her love for shoes is her love for books. Or, Bah! as she calls them. It started about a month or so before Easton was born. (Side note: I am starting to find that his birth has become the timeline for things happening in our household. ie: When were the dogs groomed last? The week after Easton was born. Have you paid that bill yet? Yes, right before Easton was born. Etc. you get the picture) She started taking notice of all the books laying around. Now, most of them are/were Wyatt’s books – yes we have second child syndrome – why buy more when you can just reuse the first kid’s stuff. I never had to suffer from this growing up, being an only child, but darn it – it’s just so easy!
Anyway, what seemed like out of the blue, Brooke just started bringing a book to anyone who had a lap available and insiting you read to her. Bah? Pease? And when you are done with the book, before the last words are out of your mouth, you better bet she is signing and saying Mah?(more). I have read the Little Piggies book, oh 7 million times in the past two months. The best part is, she calls them pee-pees. Which for some reason makes me giggle like an immature pre-teen. She said pee-pee!
While I completely LOVE the fact that she LOVES books so much, there is only so many times I can read The Foot Book by Dr. Suess (left foot, left foot, right foot, right. Feet in the day, feet in the night.) I am in desperate need of some variety. She has a select 5-6 books that we read over and over and over again.
I now have this overwhelming desire to take Brooklyn to Barnes and Noble with me someday soon and let her go crazy in the kids book section. After all, although we do have ENOUGH toys to start our own daycare, technically, most of them were Wyatt’s first. So a few new books couldn’t hurt, right? I do have this tiny fear that a trip to B & N with the children may end up similar to the last trip I took there with Wyatt (Brooke in utero) and I carried him out of the store screaming at the top of his lungs because he didn’t want to leave the Thomas the Train set in the back of the store. I remember yelling over the screams to someone as we were leaving “He’s mine! I am not a kidnapper!” Every trip to B & N since as been sans kiddos. Although, Brooke is a very different child than Wyatt was at that age, so it might be OK. After all, I go to the grocery store, Target, and the mall all the time with the children and it is usually just fine. I haven’t lost one yet.
Patty Wolter on Thu, 16th Sep 2010 10:29 pm
She should spend some more time at Grandmas’s house in Fargo! In spite of all the childhood books of yours that I gave to you, I still have many books here for the kids to discover!