The Bookmonster has ballet on a Monday afternoon, and that's when the Puzzlemonster and I go to the library to refuel. The stocks were low this week: only three books that seemed suitable for Annika, with nothing particularly appealing in the non-fiction section either.
We took out: Magic Ballerina, Summer in Enchantia (Darcy Bussell); Blizzard of the Blue Moon (Magic Treehouse #36 by Mary Pope Osborn), and Philomena Wonderpen is a teeny weeny doll (Ian Bone). They have already been read and re-read and the Puzzlemonster objected yesterday when her sister decided to move onto "her" library books. (Gilbert the Great, Brave Little Penguin, I've Lost My Kisses, Murphy Jumps a Hurdle, and Little Dog).
Peace was reestablished when I reminded them that the Bookmonster LOVED to read to her little sister, and they spent half an hour curled up on the couch together, reading aloud. I try to remember its good for the Bookmonster to read aloud ... she loves to play with the tone and colour of the language, and delivers the full dramatic experience. It's also a good gauge of her understanding of the words ... and it's wonderful to hear her explaining the meanings to her adoring little sister.
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