Monday, August 29, 2005
Friday, August 26, 2005
The Forestwife by Theresa Tomlinson
Make Lemonade by Virginia Euwer Wolf
Junebug by Alice Mead
Anything for kids by Madeleine L'Engle
Anything by Susan Cooper
Wise Child, Juniper and Colman by Monica Furlong
The Golden Compass, The Subtle Knife and The Amber Spyglass by Philip Pullman
Heinlein juveniles, especially Have Spacesuit Will Travel
The Once And Future King by T.H. White
Kevin Crossley-Holland's Arthur books
Shabanu by Suzanne Fisher Staples
Crash by Jerry Spinelli
What Child Is This? by Caroline B. Cooney
Saffy's Angel , Indigo's Star and Permanent Rose by Hilary McKay
David Almond's books, especially Skellig
Gingerbread by Rachel Cohn
The Ocean Within by V. M. Caldwell*
Lois Lowry's The Giver, Gathering Blue and The Messenger
Dragon's Milk, Flight of the Dragon Kyn, Sign of The Dove by Susan Fletcher
Trino's Choice by Diane Gonzales Bertrand
Taking Sides by Gary Soto
Daphne's Book by Mary Downing Hahn
The Landry News, The Report Card and Frindle by Andrew Clements
Monkey Island by Paula Fox
Say Yes by Audrey Couloumbis
What Jamie Saw by Carolyn Coman
Petey by Ben Mikaelsen
Tuck Everlasting by Natalie Babbitt
Becoming Rosemary by Frances M. Wood
I think that's enough for tonight!
* I thoroughly disapprove, however, of the spanking in this book.
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
When I returned that afternoon, there had apparently been Discussion.
The teacher told me politely that since their room was "open" (it has a door, the top part of which is left open, that opens out onto the same hallway as most of the rooms, while the nursery is in a separate hallway and has a completely closed door), I could go nurse in the chapel across the hall, where there were chairs and stuff. The Lone Star Baby and I went to nurse in the chapel. I was not at all mad at the teacher, as I doubted it came from her, but I really was sort of mad, as nursing is nothing that needs to be hidden and is something that I have a right to do anywhere. It didn't really even make sense...who were they hiding us from? Almost all the children in the toddler room began in the nursery and saw us nursing there as did their parents. All of the staff at the daycare are in and out of the nursery on a regular basis and they saw us nursing...what was different? Nothing, really, except that they simply did not expect nursing at the Lone Star Baby's age, I guess. No one else besides her had nursed in the nursery either, though, so that hardly seemed relevant.
I did not make a fuss. The toddler room teacher is a fantastic teacher and has to engage in way too much emotional work with way too many little people during the course of the day as it is. I appreciate her and do not want to rock her boat unnecessarily. The Lone Star Baby was perfectly happy to nurse in the chapel, so I let it go. I felt marginalized, though. I didn't like it.
I didn't tell my boss that I was pregnant with the Lone Star Baby until I was more than four months gone. I was worried. I remembered from the days before she was the boss that she had been critical of a colleague who took a long Family Leave and that she did not think work and kids should mix much back in the day. I think we've just grown on each other.
I've always been pretty clear that my kids come way first for me, and I try to do good work. She knows both of these things about me. She cares about her employees and wants to be a good boss...and so guess what? Our differences didn't really end up mattering that much. She is willing to respect what is important to me, so I naturally respect her a ton and try to do well for her. My boss...gotta love her.
Saturday, August 20, 2005
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Thursday, August 11, 2005
Pretty (used only to modify flowers; may think it means "flower")
Wheels! Wheels! Wheels!
Ni-Night (means milk, lying down)
Wheeeee! (refers to sliding, swinging or being in swimming pool)
Puffs (the cereal kind)
other-one-milk (OHM muk)
"Veggie Booty" (vee!)
Room (means Sissy's room)
Lunch (munch - she doesn't really say L's)