Replacements Needed

I have been slowly replacing the old paperbacks in my library. It’s a necessary task. Some of them have degraded to the point that they might not survive another reading.

The most decrepit of them all is C.S. Lewis’s Prince Caspian. Its back cover and last few pages are completely detached. The seven Narnia books have been in my library for as long as I can remember. They are 1978 paperback editions, so it’s not surprising that some are showing their age.

Narnia

It’s tough to choose replacement editions. Initially I was opposed to all of the modern editions because of they way the books are numbered. They are always numbered in chronological order, as opposed to the original publication order. However, I have decided that the cover numbers are irrelevant, because I can read them in any order I want.

Looking at my old set, it’s interesting how the condition varies from book to book. While Prince Caspian has reached the end of its days, The Horse and His Boy looks almost unread. If I were to judge by condition only, I’d say my childhood order of preference was…

  1. Prince Caspian
  2. The Voyage of the “Dawn Treader”
  3. The Last Battle
  4. The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe
  5. The Silver Chair
  6. The Magician’s Nephew
  7. The Horse and His Boy

This order of preference sounds plausible to me. It’s close to how I’d order them now. The only major change I’d make would be to put The Last Battle last. I might also rearrange the top three from time to time, depending on my mood. My current order of preference is very close to the original publication order, which is my main argument for using the old numbering. Why start with one of the poorer entries of the series? Not that The Magician’s Nephew (first in chronological order) is horrible, but it’s not even close to the best. Kids who start with that one might not bother to continue with the series.

Well, the numbering is something over which I have no control, so there’s no sense in getting fired up about it. The important thing is to find editions that are attractive and comfortable to read. One problem with shopping for books online is that you can’t always tell exactly which edition you’re getting. And it’s impossible to judge the artwork or the font or the heft of the book without actually picking it up and looking at it. So I will be planning trips to the library and a bricks-and-mortar bookstore to do more research. And while I’m sad to have to replace my childhood books, I’m thrilled to have an excuse to go book hunting!

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The Worry Week

The Worry Week by Anne Lindbergh
Grade: B+

The Worry Week is a fun story about three sisters who are supposed to stay with an aunt for a week while their parents deal with some business, but instead they sneak off to their island vacation home in Maine. Their plan goes off without a hitch until they get to the cottage and find that most of the food has been removed by the cleaning lady, and they don’t have enough money to buy more. Rather than give up their week of freedom, they decide to try living off the land.

I enjoyed this story, but it’s one of those that I might have loved had I read it when I was younger. The combination of sneaking away from the parents, foraging for food, living on an island, and treasure hunting (a minor subplot) would have appealed very much to me then. So though I gave it only a B+, I’m going to keep it in my library for the kids. And who knows? Maybe I’ll read it again someday and enjoy it more.

A note on the author: Anne Lindbergh was the daughter of Charles Lindbergh and Anne Morrow Lindbergh. It is somewhat difficult to find information about her, because her web presence is overwhelmed by that of her very famous parents. However, I did find this 1993 obituary from The New York Times.

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Favorite Things: Bold Colors

Today my toenails are a dark shade of purple. I painted them that color while the kids were bathing yesterday, because what else is there to do while the kids are busy splashing each other? Before that my nails were a deep metallic blue, and before that they were a shocking candy-apple red. These colors are a far cry from my usual pearly whites and pinks.

Why the sudden change? It’s just my small way of trying to live more boldly. A small gesture to be sure, but it’s an inexpensive and innocuous way to have a little fun. The kids sure get a kick out of it. They always notice the color change right away, and they are happily mystified by it every time.

The only problem is that I’m finding these darker colors to be less forgiving all around. Mistakes are more noticeable. Chips are more noticeable. And when it comes time to change colors, you have to work extra hard to get every bit of the old polish off so that it won’t show through the new coat. It sure ain’t easy being bold!

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Waiting Game

The kids were in a hurry to eat dinner tonight. They kept asking why it was taking so long and when it would be ready. I told them repeatedly that it would be done soon, but they kept pestering me.  Finally I tried asking them for some patience. Here’s how that went.

Me: Can you guys please just wait?

Livia: We can’t wait all the time!

Marshall: We always wait all the time, Mommy.

Livia: I don’t want to wait all the time!

Marshall: We’re waiting now. When will it be ready?

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A Visit from the Tooth Fairy

Dear Marshall,

You lost your first tooth yesterday. It had been loose for weeks, and whatever you did to bloody it again yesterday was enough to sever its last major tie to your gum. You were really upset when you realized that it was going to fall out. So were we. We looked at it dangling thing, barely attached, and we thought how much we were going to miss your perfect little smile. You’re young to be losing teeth, and it might be years before your permanent tooth grows in to replace it.

But then we decided to embrace the inevitable. We encouraged you to push the tooth out with your tongue. We told you about the Tooth Fairy and how happy she’d be to get your tooth. I rummaged around until I found the special stuffed animal that your Auntie Jeanne had given us for this occasion. It has a zippered pouch. We put the tooth in the pouch and then tucked the animal gently under your pillow. At bedtime you and I held hands and chanted, “Tooth Fairy! Tooth Fairy! Wherever you may be, come and take this tooth, and leave a gift for me!” You smiled your gappy new smile.

You started hollering for me first thing this morning. I hurried to your room to see what was the matter, but there was nothing wrong. You just wanted to show me your gift from the Tooth Fairy. She gave you a Sacajawea dollar. I guess the Tooth Fairy knows that you don’t really understand the value of money yet and she just wanted to give you something you hadn’t seen before. I hope you will treasure it as much as she treasures your tooth.

Love,

Mom

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Treasure Hunt 2013

On Friday I played hooky from work so that my husband and I could go to the Brimfield Antique Show. We try to make it out there at least once every year. It’s always an adventure. There’s so much to look at, from old stained-glass windows to vintage toys and memorabilia, from Fiesta ware and carnival glass to antique furniture and weird objects made out of reclaimed materials. They have it all. It’s hard to separate the trash from the treasure. Indeed, it’s hard to focus at all. The senses get overwhelmed, but in a good way. And always there is the hope of finding something absolutely priceless.

Most of the stuff is out of our league price-wise, but we always find a few things to bring home with us. This time I bought some vintage brooches.

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Vintage Brooches

The snake is the weirdest and most expensive of the lot, and probably also the oldest. It might date from as far back as the 1960s.

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Snake Brooch

And here is another thing we bought.

Brimfield 4

This rooster isn’t exactly old, but the man who sold it to us said that it was made from Mexican oil drums, so it isn’t exactly new either. I’m not sure where the seller was originally from, but he had wonderful accent, maybe German. It’s good that we took the time to talk to him, because he had some important advice for taking care of the rooster. He said, “Vinter inside, zen spring outside. Vinter is too much rust. Don’t put ze rooster in ze grass or his feet rust. On ze stone rooster last 40, 50 years.”

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Frogs

FROGS

by Marshall

Once upon a time there were five frogs. They were all named Ribbety. They liked flies. Three more frogs came to the bog and their names were Sticky, Icky, and Stacko. All the frogs like each other.

They dance. They sing. They like to sing “Row, Row, Row Your Boat.” They all sing well. They dance all day.

They were scared at night when they were dreaming. They dreamed about monsters biting somebody.

The frogs like people. The frogs are scared of people’s monster toys, but they danced with the monster toys, then they ruined the monster toys, and they broke the glass, and they broke the vase. And then they broke the monster toys.

The people were unhappy. The people ate the flies of the frogs, and the frogs wanted them. But then the people spit the flies out. Then the frogs were hitting people, because the frogs were naughty. Chocky the Frog came and ate the people. Then all the monsters ate all the frogs in the world.

Then the monsters spat the frogs out. The frogs went home. They hit themselves, because they were naughty. They had juice and water and milk to drink. They’re going to sleep. They have bad dreams about monsters.

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Animals, Volcanoes, and Other Things

Dear Kids,

Here are some random stories about you.

  • Livia loves stuffed animals, and she often surrounds herself with them at bedtime. I always check on the two of you before I go to bed. Sometimes I find that Livia has so many animals around her that I don’t know how she can even breathe. I usually remove a few. Her favorites change from day to day, but she has always seemed to be particularly fond of Bruno (a monkey), Gigi (a pink poodle), Tails (a white rat), and Apricot (a giraffe).
  • Lately we’ve been doing a game called Animal Toss just before bed. I take a stuffed animal from the closet and ask who wants it. Then I throw it to whoever seems to want it the most. This has led to Marshall’s renewed interest in stuffed animals. He has been using them to build what he calls “bridges” on the floor. The only animal he ever asks to sleep with is the weird-looking, pink one that is maybe supposed to be a rabbit (we call it an alien—that’s how weird it is).
  • The other night we used stuffed animals to outline a pond on the floor and then pretended to be frogs. We read frog stories. Then Marshall dictated a frog story to me, which I will post later. It was close to bedtime at that point and Marshall asked if the two of you could sleep in the pond. I said, “Sure!” The floor may not be particularly comfortable, but you’re old enough to get back into bed if you’re uncomfortable. You stayed in the pond all night, though, and you sure looked cute sleeping like that.
  • A few months ago Marshall drew his first picture of a face. He gave it hair, eyes, a nose, and a mouth. He told me that it was me. Then, when we showed it to his dad, Marshall said it was a picture of his dad. I had no idea that Daddy and I looked so much alike! 😉
  • For a while Livia shushed us every time we told her to do something. She did it so perfectly that it was beyond rude. We were almost at the end of our tolerance for it when she suddenly, and for no apparent reason, gave it up. Whew!
  • Both of you still like to wear your hoodie towels on your heads like capes after your bath. You look like superheroes. When Livia says “superhero” it sounds like “super tato.”
  • Marshall likes to watch videos on YouTube. He has always been fascinated by volcanoes and periodically asks for volcano videos. One day he was so entranced with one that he refused to come to the kitchen for lunch. He was perched in front of my computer, chanting, “Where’s my lava? Where’s my lava?”
  • As Marshall was watching his volcano video, Livia was in the kitchen eating scrambled eggs, which she usually won’t touch. She was smiling and chanting, “I like it! I like it!”

Love,

Mom

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Experiment

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