Saturday, November 19, 2011

Picture of Olivia Taking A Picture


I have a confession to make.  I'm really bad about reading books with Olivia.  I just get bored.

I get tired of reading the same books over and over again.  I get tired of reading books with super predictable plots.  I get antsy sitting there reading aloud while my mind wanders over all the other more interesting things I could be doing.

Bryan, on the other hand, is the reading champ.  He'll sit and read the same stack of books with Olivia ten times a day.

Anyway, I'm kind of trying to be better about it.  I'm trying to seize the moment more often when she approaches me with a book in hand.  I'm consciously making an effort to let her climb up into my lap more often.  I guess I'm sort of getting better.  Not much, but sort of.

It's the curse of an active mind.  In your heart, you want to sit and snuggle and spend quality time with the ones you love.  But to sit still for very long makes your mind crazy.  So instead of staying for a long time, out loud you say, "Okay, one more book!" and in your head you say, "and then I'm going to _______!"

The only thing that keeps me from feeling loads of guilt about feeling this way about snuggle time is that Olivia is exactly the same way.


She thinks she wants to sit on my lap and read.  She thinks she wants to snuggle.  But she doesn't.  Not after two whole minutes.  Then she's back down buzzing around the room playing with toys and tinkering with things on her own again.  She's kind of a little mini me sometimes.

This picture is proof.

A couple days ago I was working on something at the computer and I kept hearing Olivia say something like, "I take a picture!" over and over and over again.  Finally I looked over and saw this.

She was sitting there with her (play) keys "taking pictures" of (pointing her flashlight at) her little play kitchen hot pad.  Over and over and over again.

Alright, so I'm not the super hero reading mom.  But I do do other stuff.

And I think she likes the other stuff too.


2 comments:

Kathy Haynie said...

Hahaha...the acorn doesn't fall far from the tree. :)

Well, I could make a similar confession about your childhood. I was pretty good about reading books to you, but it was torture to sit and just play with you and your siblings. I would get SO bored. And speaking of "bored," there were also the "board" games. I used to make up my own rules for me to play those kid games over and over again, so that the game would be at least a little challenging for me, and so I wouldn't be winning the games all the times and making the kids sad.

Polly @ Helping Little Hands said...

Okay, that is hilarious. Not so much that she was taking a picture, but that she taking a picture of a hot pad. When my Katie gets ahold of our camera, we find pictures of her making weird faces at it (which could definitely have been inherited from Alanna.) My Katie is definitely not a mini-me. ;) I was thinking of making up some craft project kit for her for Christmas...which I would have loved at her age...and she would not.

Anyway, don't stress yourself too much about the books. Olivia is extra literate for her age. I've gotten to where there are some of our books I rarely agree to read to the kids...like Disney movie books are the worst...for me anyway.

Love you!