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What we’re reading in March

This month Boo has continued to adore The Very Hungry Caterpillar…it’s still a (several times) daily read, and is usually included among his bedtime stories. He loves it. What struck me about his (other) book selections this month, though, was that he’s added an old favourite of mine – The Monster at the End of This Book:

The Monster at the End of this Book

I’m not entirely certain that he “gets” it, but he certainly enjoys listening to me read it. Of course I get all frustrated as Grover gets frustrated. I whisper when Grover whispers. I raise my voice when Grover raises his voice. I include facial expressions and hand gestures. Reading it has become a whole “to do” which my Boo clearly enjoys.

I suspect he’s also made the connection between the Grover in the book to the Grover we listen to on Google Play (I almost always have a Sesame Street album playing in the background during meals, or when we’re playing indoors), adding an element of familiarity to the character (he’s already made these connections for Elmo, Oscar, Cookie Monster and Big Bird).

As for me…there’s a bit of background behind my March selection:

Not too long ago a friend of mine started reading the Fifty Shades trilogy – and was providing small progress updates on Facebook. One of her most memorable comments was something along the lines of “…every time I read it, I can’t wait for my husband to get home…” which I shared with my husband, thinking he’d get a laugh out of it. He did.

He also went ahead and ordered the trilogy for me.

Fifty Shades of Grey

So this past month I’ve been reading the first (and most famous) instalment – Fifty Shades of Grey – which I actually just finished last night. It was….not exactly what I expected. When I initially started reading my husband asked how it was, and I remember saying something like “…there’s not a lot of sex in this sex book.” * I was expecting more. A lot more. Instead there’s lots and lots of story that somewhat mirrors its inspiration, Twilight.

Like Twilight, the main character has absolutely no sense of self worth, and is always doubting and putting herself down. It gets tired. What also gets tired pretty quickly is the constant references to her subconscious and “inner goddess” (reflecting her super-ego and id?) as a way to describe how she’s feeling – which is generally always excited for sex (her id) or critical of herself (her super-ego). So yes…she has low self-esteem that is only ever elevated when she sees herself reflected through Christian Grey’s eyes.

So on to Christian Grey. What really struck me about his character was that he was…familiar. In fact, I’d venture to say that I made up an almost identical character when I was 12 (minus the BDSM tendencies). He is exactly how you’d expect a woman to create a fictional “perfect man with a terrible secret/past/whatever”. He is completely unrealistic. And his circumstances in the book are just preposterous. Just what a 12 year old girl would come up with.

That being said…I did finish reading the book. And since I already have the following two books from the trilogy, I expect I’ll read them as well. Just like the Twilight Saga (which I’m almost ashamed to admit I read in its entirety), it’s kind of like a car crash…you can’t help but look.

* Some of you may be wondering – have I found the book at all titillating, considering its reputation? Not overly. The sex scenes aren’t particularly graphic, focusing more on the heroine’s groaning and moaning and feelings of desire which constantly seem to be “washing over her” blah blah blah. My generally conclusion? She comes way too easily ;)

** Also, to anyone who has thoroughly enjoyed Fifty Shades of Grey (especially my above-referenced friend – you know who you are) – I applaud your ability to escape into the book and to just enjoy the ride…I kinda wish I could jump on the bandwagon too and have fun with it. I think maybe because of all the hype surrounding it, or its similarities to Twilight (which I wasn’t that fond of) I’m not able to read it without a critical or comparative eye. Or, maybe it’s just not my thing.


Lately No. 10

If we’re friends on FaceBook then you know my little man has his first case of the sniffles. I hate it. But deep deep down I knew it had to happen eventually. We’re lucky it took 16 months for it to happen. We’re also lucky that he’s old enough to be curious, rather than apprehensive, about new things. Before bed on the first night of his cold, I figured I’d give the little guy some relief and snot sucker him. I prepared for the worst and got the husband to pin Boo down. Turns out, I didn’t really have to. He was fascinated by it, and once we were done, tried to stick it back up his nose and put the mouthpiece back into my mouth.

Too cute.

Since then, he’s been a willing snot suckeree, who just stands patiently and juts out his nose ever-so-slightly until I’ve completed the operation.

Before Boo got sick, we’d been busy working on animal sounds – since recording the following, he’s added a kind-of chicken and an almost sheep sound to his repertoire:

Two Fridays ago we visited Parc du Soleil – an indoor playground that’s literally a stone’s throw from home, but which I’d always assumed was a daycare. Nope. It’s covered in foam floor pads and for the very littles has hard foam structures to climb, not-too-high slides, not-too-deep ball rooms and foam and plastic blocks to stack. It was an ok sort of thing to do once in a blue moon, but definitely not somewhere I want to go too often. At least not while Boo is still too little for the “big kids” area:

Parc du Soleil 1

Parc du Soleil 2

Boo climbing at Parc du Soleil

What got the most laughs out of Boo was not the toys or activities – it was another much older boy who kept freaking out every time my little man toppled his foam block towers. I tried to mediate, but the kid was way too hyper, and frankly way annoying when he got into Boo’s face and shouted “Nooooooo”. That, of course, wasn’t the slightest bit annoying to Boo – he thought it was hilarious, which further upset the boy. Without any adult to reign in their overly large and excited son, I decided to remove Boo from the situation altogether.

Boo smiling at Parc du Soleil

Boo climbing through a tunnel at Parc du Soleil

I think what kind of bugged me about this place was that the lighting was so artificial (which explains the terrible terrible pictures). It felt kinda stale inside…and even though I washed his face and hands after our visit, it’s also probably where Boo picked up whatever germs gave him his cold.

In other play-related news, Boo has been getting more and more “precise” with his play. He isn’t just banging things around anymore (well, at least not exclusively, anyway), he’s showing some consideration, sorting, and thinking about what he’s doing. He loves his vintage Little People farm and knows where all of the animals go…he’s also embraced Mama’s idea for the farm to adopt his fireman Grover figure which is the same basic size as the little people. Poor Grover’s role has been to lie in bed, and get flipped out the window.

Boo playing in the living room

He’s also been working on curling and folding his tongue in ways I just can’t fathom doing. I understand these things are genetic and clearly come from his daddy’s side of the family:

Boo playing with his tongue

And he’s just overall being cute:

Boo smiling on the floor

Finally, on a non-Boo-related note, I’ve been experimenting with soup. Found a recipe for Won Ton soup at YummyMummyClub that I thought I’d give a try….it was quite good (I used dumplings, however, as suggested in the recipe if you can’t find Won Tons at your grocery store). Though to be completely honest, I think I preferred my totally experimental sort-of Tom Yum soup I created out of all my leftover ingredients.

Won Ton Soup

Not much else going on. Of course I got Boo’s cold, and so I’ve been trying to take it as easy as humanly possible whilst having a you’d-never-know-he-was-sick toddler running amuck. It’s amazing how resilient those little buggers are!


I love Sesame Street (2)

Another example why I love Sesame Street so much is the Question Song.

I like to sing along to Prairie Dawn’s part (actually, I’m not sure this is the Prairie Dawn puppet, but it sure does sound like her)…I leave Grover’s answers alone, as I just can’t match his delivery:

Grover’s answers in this song are fantastic…the more you listen to Sesame Street, the more you discover he’s got a serious thing for cows (for example). So fun.


I love Sesame Street (1)

One of the best parts of having a baby is the justification it gives you for consuming children’s entertainment. I mean…even if the little one is in bed, I have to verify the content and determine at what age it’ll be appropriate for him to watch or listen to it. Right? RIGHT?

It’s become a tradition for Boo and I to listen to music during meals. I do talk to him, but I just can’t carry on a one-sided conversation for that long. So we listen…I sing along…and we I talk about the songs. Our My favourites to listen to are Sesame Street. They’re cute, humorous and often have a positive message.

Here’s one of our my favourites that we’ve been listening to:

God I love Grover! This one actually gets me laughing out loud….”Maybe my ears are on backward!” I love it! Who’s your favourite Sesame Street character?