Sunday, 6 November 2011
Been reading a lot to my youngest recently. I have to say, I am enjoying it a lot. Not that I didn't enjoy reading to my older boy. Of course I did. But now...I am wiser.
With the first, good ole' dad would say "Ok, what would you like to read?" Then I would just let him choose whatever book he wanted. This was how I ended up reading "Thomas is really scared for 30 pages but Sir Topham Hat was right after all!" about 1,000 times. Guh. And the absolute worst? As first time parents, we subscribed to some sort of disney book club. Each month we would get a book based on a disney movie. Now, you like the Disney movies? Fine. I can dig it. Hakunah matata and whatnot. But these freaking books? Horrible. Soul crushing. Ok, maybe that's too strong. But man, they ain't good. They take a two hour feature and write the story as basically a two hundred word summary of the script.
The worst I can recall was "Hercules". The ultimate battle at the end of the book was described as something like "Hercules fought really hard, and almost lost, but he remembered how much he loved so and so and that gave him the strength to win in the end." That's the climax of the book. I shit you not.
So now...good ole' dad subtly frames the books to choose from. "Well, E-man, what should we read, Robert Munsch or Dr. Suess?" Yertle the Turtle? Smelly Socks? I can read that stuff forever!
So, in conclusion, kids are cool.