"Reading" is one of my daughter's favorite things to do. She loves to grab books off her shelf and either tell the story from memory or make up a new one based on the pictures. If I'm not reading a book to her, she's probably reading it to herself. But, since I've been working for a little over a month now and out of the house several evenings at class, our mommy/daughter reading time, especially before bedtime.
So yesterday afternoon as I was playing with my son in his bedroom, my little bookworm spread out her sleeping bag in the hallway, grabbed a pillow and a stack of books, and settled in for some story time. Watching from the other room, I couldn't wait to hear what creative dialog, plots, and characters she would invent. Opening to the first page, the story began:
First page:
-Mommy, I want you to stay home.
-No, I have to go to work.
Second page:
-Mommy, I want you to stay home.
-No, I have to go to work.
Third page:
-Mommy, I want you to stay home.
-No, I have to go to work.
This continued for six or seven pages or so and reached a rousing climax of:
-Mommy, please I really want you to stay.
-NO, I have to go. See ya!
This is a child who evidently has some issues who now has a mommy whose genetically inherited guilt complex has now been compounded.
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