Reading & Writing

Violet’s Top Ten Bedtime Books, in No Particular Order

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A classic

The girl is a huge fan of story time. She’ll tell me she’s ready for bed at six o’clock and then expect me to read stories until eight. It’s a problem, really, but I love how much she loves her books. There is a huge stack of books by her bed (or on her floor–it’s always tumbling down) but these are her most-requested of late. Ignore the fact that none of the protagonists are female (though I would argue Little Critter is gender neutral–in my mind, anyway–and we only know Small Bear is a boy because he morphs into Brother Bear when Sister Bear is born)–though it does annoy me, that’s not what this post is about. I just wanted to share our bedtime reading list and to ask you, what books do your kids love?

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Friends & Family

Random Thoughts While Watching TV with my Kids


Super cute, but they were probably only sitting together so they could both watch something on the computer. (I keep waiting, but I have not yet received my Mother of the Year award…)

Paw Patrol:

The inside of Mayor Goodway’s purse must be filthy.

What is the population of Adventure Bay? 16?

Daniel Tiger’s Neighborhood:

X the Owl and Henrietta Pussycat are totally an item, even if their treehouse is a duplex. I’ve argued with other moms about this. There might not be any supporting evidence, but neither is there anything to disprove it. Though I’m sure there are episodes I haven’t seen.

Clifford the Big Red Dog:

How big are those poops? And how does one dispose of them?

Where does one acquire barrels of Clifford-sized dog treats? And how do the Howards afford them, especially on top of the mansion-sized dog house and park-sized backyard?

Masha and the Bear

I love this show. Also funny: the boy calls her “Marsha” and the girl runs around saying “Masha, Masha, Masha!” which totally gives me Brady Bunch flashbacks. (No, I’m not that old. But I’ve always loved Nick at Nite.)

The Great British Baking Show

Such relief that my kids like something I like.

Am I making my kids food-obsessed?

Am I building the foundation for childhood obesity?

Is it not the most adorable thing in the world to have two small children ask to watch “baking” or “Momma’s baking show” rather than plaguing me with Power Rangers, modern-day Ninja Turtles, and similar?

Any of the Winnie the Pooh movies

Why did I introduce them to this?

Didn’t I used to like Pooh?

How can one watch the first thirty minutes of the same movie six thousand times and not give a thought to the ending?