Reid and I got up 15 minutes late, which makes a big difference when we usually have 45 minutes from eyes opening to Reid getting in her car seat. Still, Ken was able to read Wheelies’ Trusty Tractor (no author), Peek-a-Who? by Nina Laden and The Very Hungry Caterpillar by Eric Carle. I love listening to Ken read to Reid. I love his voice any time and when he is reading in a silly voice or in a barely-awake voice, it’s perfect. This morning I had a lovely recitation that to acompany my shower.
Once we all got home, of course I was last to arrive, Reid was eager for once of us to read to her. Well, technically, she had already asked Ken to read to her but he was busy with supper. Throughout the evening we read:
- What hat is that? (no author) twice, a little popup book with a few hats;
- Busy Witch by Bettina Paterson twice;
- Don’t Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus by Mo Willems. Reid knows that the pigeon is not allowed to drive and she consistently says “no” when he begs and smiles at his pleas;
- Baby Farm Animals illustrated Garth Williams. I don’t remember this Little Golden Book from when I was a kid but the original publication date is from 1953 and the illustrations are such that you want to reach out and touch the fluffy animals depicted;
- Frozen Noses by Jan Carr, also twice, once in Mama’s voice and once in Daddy’s voice;
- Daddy’s Girl by Garrison Keillor read by Mama;
- Just Me and My Mom by Mercer Mayer read by Daddy (I’m not sure why we read them this way but that’s how things go); and
- A Duck in New York City by Connie Kaldor, that plucky ducky may be the “the little train that could” for Reid’s generation.
We haven’t listened to the CDs for Daddy’s Girl or Duck in New York City yet but now that Reid has noticed them, we will have to do so.