Having already mentioned that my husband frequently accuses me of being a nerd because of my love of reading and the library, I have also mentioned that my daughter has become a reader too with a specific interest in biographies.
After reading every Anne Frank book she could get her hands on, when she finished her homework one day after school she electively wrote a report on her. Yes I said that correctly. While the other two rugrats scrambled to watch SpongeBob or play on the iPods, my big girl got to work on this project:
Sometimes I feel like I can’t keep up with her
Does your kid ever do anything that blows you away?
Do you have a child approaching kindergarten?
If so, you should definitely check out one of the books we’ve been reading lately, My First Day of Kindergarten. My kids were amazed (and it surprised me how excited it got them) that I know the author, Kristen Minuto, a very sweet mother (and teacher) from my town. It makes reading the book so much more exciting for us and my daughter has even exclaimed, “I really love how she writes!”… I’m not kidding!
My kindergarteners are pretty mesmerized when I read it, as they draw comparisons between their classes and routines and the ones they are hearing about as they follow a little boy through his first day of school.
It’s really a bright, colorful and adorable book that I would absolutely recommend. We actually started reading books like this as my kids entered nursery school. I know we’ll be getting a lot of use out of this book as we start talking about kindergarten with my 3-year-old. You can check out My First Day of Kindergarten
here or here. And speaking of adorable, here is my son’s artistic representation of it from his homework journal
Don’t forget how important it is to read to your kids! What children’s books are you reading these days?
My Black Hen
Hickety, pickety, my black hen,
She lays eggs for gentlemen.
Gentlemen come every day
To see what my black hen does lay.
First time I ever heard this nursery rhyme is when I read it to my kids last night. (Is that weird?)
I know nursery rhymes don’t necessarily sense, but, what! ? It just seems wrong.
But it’s probably my warped way of processing things. Do you ever have distorted moments like this?