Showing posts with label books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label books. Show all posts

Friday, July 20, 2012

Busytown

One of my all-time favorite Richard Scarry books is "What Do People Do All Day?" So when I was browsing our local toy store for a birthday present for one of Turbo's classmates, I was thrilled to come across this treasure and I swooped it up and brought it home.



I am pretty sure it was published in 1968 (I'm in a rush to get to work this morning so I can't double-check like I'd like to), and so you have to give it a little breathing room for being a snapshot in time. I was, however, a little surprised at how often the mommies in this book were stay-at-home moms who were given gifts by their work-outside-the-home husbands for things like "doing a good job keeping the house clean."

I tend to skim over those parts so as not to overly influence my kids on what it used to be like for a lot more women. So much more to say here, but, again... rushing to work.

As Turbo descended our front porch steps this morning I said to him, "Have fun at school today."

He paused, turned around, and said, "And YOU have fun at work." And he smiled.

I love that smile.

Thursday, June 7, 2012

It's About the Writing

Or at least that is what I keep telling myself about this blog of mine. But instead of typing out a funny story of Turbo wearing a new paper/staple/pipe cleaner/tape bug-like headgear thingy home from school today, I started messing around with the format of my site.

Boooring.

I'm not entirely happy with the new look, but I have to leave it alone for a while now as it's gotten frustrating and the fun has been sucked right out of it as if Debbie Downer had been sitting next to me, guiding me into a yawn-fest of 1's and 0's.

When I first began this journey - holy cow, over a year ago! [note to self: celebrate!] - I chose Google's Blogger over WordPress because I wanted the ease of an online experience and didn't want to download software. I'm now questioning my choice, but it's not one I want to ponder now.

A new book awaits: