Now one might think that since I read all the time and have many books, I must read to my grand children all the time.
HA! I only wish that were true. It is a very hard thing to do with four. Rarely am I EVER just sitting there wondering what I should read to whom. But today? Today was one of those days when things worked out.
Jonge left for school and Kado and Feintsje were napping at the same time.
So, Famke and I snuggled up on the couch with FIVE books. She chose four of the books we read (from a good sized collection of little golden books) and I chose one story from the Fairy Tales book. We read Sleeping Beauty. The one main picture was of a reclining Beauty with the Prince leaning over her to give her the kiss. Famke seemed fascinated with the picture. I was yammering on and on (as i am wont to do, even with the very young) about how someday she might want to get married like mommy and daddy got married and then her husband would kiss her. Finally, she looked up from the page and said, "So if he's kissing her I think he must be going to work."
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Maybe it's because we didn't have TV in our home for the first 12 years of my kids' lives, but they LOVED to be read to. We had at least a couple hundred books and spent hours snuggled up reading together. Some of my favorite hours of parenthood. My grandsons? Fuhgeddaboutit. Once in a blue moon one of them will bring down a book from his bedroom and ask me to read. I miss it. A lot. But whatever will be will be. Now, if they'd only allow ME time to read for more than a snatched few minutes here and there, I'd really be a happy camper, ha!
I have an acute case of Tasha Tudor envy here! And love Famke's down-to-earth observation about The Kiss...
Thanks for clarifying that for me. I love to read, and when my children were little I read heaps to them. Now that I am a day mommy, I barely read to the kids. It's just not the same reading to six at a time. But I still feel guilty, so that makes me a good person, right? I love her conclusion that the man must be leaving for work. I once figured out that one of the children thought his father spent all day in the garage - he said goodbye in the morning, went into the garage, then reappeared at dinner time. I wis I could hide in the garage some days.....
That Famke, my kind of girl. Romantic to the toes about books, but not loosing practicallity out of sight. A touch of the Dutch living far away from the roots of her forebears, we are after all called down-to-earth people up here (at the 53th latitude) in the north. I like Kado's chickens too, babychickens are very kissable. DM
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