Friday, December 5, 2008

Four year old loathes book...


Last night was girlie night…we went out to dinner and then wandered next door to our favorite bookstore. As we walked in T and I made an agreement that she would follow the one finger rule and only touch breakable items with…ONE finger. This lasted about 3 minutes(not too shabby) at which point we headed to the children’s section…played with the train set (I know it sounds like we are at barne$ and noble, but we aren’t) looked at all the other toys, played all the musical instruments and then the girl was finally ready for the books. We headed our separate ways down the shelf looking for the first book to read, out of the corner of my eye I see the tall circular book display spinning and spinning round and round….thinking whose kid is doing THAT??? MAN, that’s annoying!!!…that’s right, it was MINE! My kid…of course it was MY kid. So we (by “we” I mean “I”) regroup and start looking at the books on the “oh so fun to spin display” and then Tae spots a book she is so excited to see. “MOM look!!!! It’s a ROBERT MUNSCH BOOK!!!” “Wow Tae that’s really great!” (thinking who the hell is Robert MUNSCH??) and then I remembered they were reading some of his books at school a few months back, “do you want to read it???” “Just a minute Mom”….so I sit on the little bench and obediently wait for my master….only to have her walk over with 5 books…thinking ok, that’s cool, I can read 5 books. So then she says “Mom look, these are all Robert Munsch books!!!” …and they WERE, every single one was a Munsch book! Then she proceeded to tell me the names of the books and when she came to the last one she said “I haven’t read this one but I KNOW it is Robert Munsch.” So now I am thinking that her intelligence is sure to surpass me in a few years and I am just going to feel like a big dummy while she teaches me all the secrets to being an intelligent person (trying not to drool on myself). Of course I read all 5 books, and honestly they were a bit odd. I really liked parts of most of them but they all contained a weird tone of humor and they used words that are “bad words” in our 4 year old world…so I managed to talk my way out of buying them and all the while I was trying to figure out who this guy was and why is it that they were reading these weird books at school??? So after I got T to bed I g*ggled the name “Robert Munsch” only to find out he wrote this book….the “I’ll love you forever, I’ll love you for always…”

Tae DESPISES this book; seriously I had to take it out of her room because she told me it was a HORRIBLE BOOK. When we read it, I think almost 2 years ago, she kept asking me what was wrong with the mommy and why was she looking like THAT??? Meaning she didn’t understand why she was old…and then she figured it out and when you combine that with the fact that I read the book through (my) blubbering tears, she told me we were NEVER going to read that book again. Honestly it is a pretty sad book and you really only read it when you want to torture yourself and feel like sobbing like a baby, yet I am pretty sure most of us have a copy of this book…I have 2 . The gist of the story is very sweet but I find things like that a bit morbid…like the question “what song do you want playing at your funeral??”… Sorry, not really planning that out right now…too busy with LIFE. (However if you find these things comfortable or exciting, you are obviously emotionally stronger than I). Anyhow, poor girl!!! If she knew her new favorite off the wall author wrote her least favorite book in the whole world, I don’t think she would be too happy...she might flip a little.

I don’t mean to paint this loved author (and he is loved, there is stuff all over the web about him) in a bad light, it may have just been the books we selected or maybe I am just too sensitive to words like “brainless copycat” “I hate you” and “you are a Bum” in my four year olds vocabulary along with her wide eyes every time we came to the word “hate”, which was about 50 times in the book about the hair. I did enjoy the one about the stinky socks, that one was funny. At least now I know who Robert Munsch is and I am on the up and up with my daughter’s class...too bad I graduated from preschool about 25 years ago.

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