+ Got a shower this morning
+ Brushed my teeth this morning {neither of which happened yesterday morning...}
- C locked himself out of his room. Just to be a stinker. With all of his clothes AND the library books/movies that were due today.
+ I figured out how to unlock the door. By myself... and youtube...
+ Made blueberry banana bread. And it is yummy. This MAY turn out to be a - ...
-/+ L was only happy when being held this morning (which made for lots of baby snuggles), but did sleep through library story time and is still currently sleeping in his carseat carrier (you decide if this is a + or - !)
Daddy, Mommy, Big Sis, Big Bro, and baby #3!
Wednesday, October 22, 2014
Apple Chips... made easier...
AJ & LJ's (bro- and sis-in-law) neighbors have a crazy producing apple tree. One day they sent niecey LJ over to ask if they could pick some apples. The neighbors said they wanted to pick first and then they would let them have at it. The neighbors got all they wanted and then sent us crazy Js over. I just can't even tell you how many apples were picked but it was a ton. Our kids got in on the action and had a grand time. AJ & LJ shared some apples with us, and kept a bunch for themselves, making things like apple butter, applesauce and apple chips. JJ didn't want to do any of those things and just wanted to eat them. I let him have at them for a while, but it didn't seem like they would get eaten fast enough and I didn't want them to go to waste, so yesterday I decided I was making apple chips, which, in my opinion was the easiest option! :)
I could NOT find our mandolin slicer, so I resorted to one of our other "slicing" products. Kinda sad that we have multiple options, but if you know anything about JJ, you probably know that he is a gadget kind of guy. And he loves to cook. Ok, two things about him! But put them together and we have A LOT of random kitchen gadgets.
I got out our apple peeler-corer-slicer. After wrangling it a bit, CJ and I figured out how to make it peel the apples, but we could not figure out how to make it core the things or slice them for that matter. It took me a looong time (well a lot longer than it should have) to put them through the peeler, then core them, and then slice them by hand. THEN put them in a lemon water bath. And THEN put them in the dehydrator. TOO much input what seemed like not "enough" output.
I told JJ all about this last night when he was home. He looked at me incredulously. He took one look at the peeler-corer-slicer thingy, flipped up a little knobby, and even moved the handle back into position with another flip of another lever (rather than hand crank it as CJ & I had done all morning)... UGH. We could've saved SO MUCH TIME!
Today in about 10 minutes I had a second batch of apples ready to go. So. Should I count this as a fail? No. I am not. I learned something new and will be much more willing to tackle those apples next time!
I could NOT find our mandolin slicer, so I resorted to one of our other "slicing" products. Kinda sad that we have multiple options, but if you know anything about JJ, you probably know that he is a gadget kind of guy. And he loves to cook. Ok, two things about him! But put them together and we have A LOT of random kitchen gadgets.
I got out our apple peeler-corer-slicer. After wrangling it a bit, CJ and I figured out how to make it peel the apples, but we could not figure out how to make it core the things or slice them for that matter. It took me a looong time (well a lot longer than it should have) to put them through the peeler, then core them, and then slice them by hand. THEN put them in a lemon water bath. And THEN put them in the dehydrator. TOO much input what seemed like not "enough" output.
I told JJ all about this last night when he was home. He looked at me incredulously. He took one look at the peeler-corer-slicer thingy, flipped up a little knobby, and even moved the handle back into position with another flip of another lever (rather than hand crank it as CJ & I had done all morning)... UGH. We could've saved SO MUCH TIME!
Today in about 10 minutes I had a second batch of apples ready to go. So. Should I count this as a fail? No. I am not. I learned something new and will be much more willing to tackle those apples next time!
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Baby #3 - the Birth Story! Part 2 - The REST of the story
At about 4:15 I was getting crazy contractions. I had a lot of
trouble breathing through them (huh... maybe I should've taken a baby
class after all) and enlisted JJ for help. We started timing them and
they were anywhere from 5-7 minutes apart. I struggled walking,
breathing, talking. Yup. I finally realized what real labor felt
like! At this point, I think I started punching JJ, too. He just
seemed so lax about it. I was like I'm over here struggling and he's
like, well... so.... yeah... I think that was about 6 minutes. Huh. Ok...
PUNCH. PUNCH. PUNCH. At about 5:30 am we woke up my Mom and headed to
the hospital. I struggled breathing through several contractions on
the way. JJ dropped me off at a door close to the elevator we needed and said to go sit in the little waiting area they had. He parked the car and came as fast as he could, but in the meantime, I was hit by two very strong contractions.
I ended up doubled over a fire hydrant breathing one out. A gentleman doing deliveries at the hospital came running over asking how he could help. I was able to communicate that I was having a contraction and that my husband was just parking the car. A gal who was with him ran and got me a wheelchair and got me to the little lobby. She was NOT very happy that I was alone, but the guy with her said my husband was on his way from parking the car. There was another guy waiting in the lobby and the delivery gal told him, "If anything happens, just get this lady up to the 4th floor!" His eyes got about as huge as saucers! It was kind of funny. I assured him my husband would be there any second! And then I did see JJ on his way.
Back up the the 4th floor we went and we saw the same nurse. She took one look at me and admitted me. Pronto. I remember thinking, "See! I really am in labor! I wasn't lying!" Another nurse and a nurse following her took over and got me all hooked up. Baby's heartrate looked great. Contractions were definitely coming. They checked me and I was a 7. Progress!!!!! But, baby hadn't dropped quite yet, so I think I was a +2 (or -2... whichever one means baby is NOT there yet). JJ continued to help me breathe and the head nurse with me helped too. I have found that I NEED encouragement during those times. Having her say, "You can do this. Breathe in through your nose. Out through your mouth. You're doing it. Good job!" was VITAL to my successful delivery. I remember asking her to do it, too! "Would you please keep saying those things to me?!!" I yelled one time.
I said that I did INDEED want an epidural. By the time the anesthesiologist was able to get all hooked up, I was at a 9, so probably I could've just sucked it up and gone without it, but I think it just made things so much more peaceful at the end. I had two contractions while the Dr. put in my epidural and they were amazed at how stoic I was. The nurse was like, "She was NOT kidding. She WANTED that epidural!!" :) Yup. So then it was pretty much just smooth sailing. Phew. A new shift came on at 7, so they rechecked me - and there again was a nurse and someone following the nurse. They said they like people who are learning to try to judge dilation, effacement and what stage the baby is at when ladies have epidurals. Learn away my friends. I couldn't feel it! :) When baby had dropped (maybe about 8:15 am), they had me do a few practice pushes and same as with CEJ, they were like, "STOP!! We need to call the doctor." I told them I was feeling a little light headed so they took my blood pressure. It was 88/48 (I generally have low blood pressure, but that was quite low even for me). They ran a bag of saline through and in the meantime the doctor showed up.
We waited for a contraction to push, but then he said, "You know what? The baby is RIGHT there. Why don't you just push?" I pushed and out came the baby at 8:40 am!! JJ took a peek and said, "Baby has tons of hair! What do you think?? Boy or girl?!" The hair threw me off because MVJ had so much hair, but I still thought it was a boy. Ta-da! Baby BOY made his arrival and he really is a sweet mixture of M & C. Out at 8:40 and nursing by 9 am. Our first visitors at about 9:30 because JJ's parents were still in town, but ready to leave for home. Good thing they waited another day! :) We were able to have so many visitors this time since we are close to family. It was really fun and really special. The kids did awesome meeting Mr. LWJ and have been excited, helpful, and on Cloud 9 since meeting him. We are so blessed!
I ended up doubled over a fire hydrant breathing one out. A gentleman doing deliveries at the hospital came running over asking how he could help. I was able to communicate that I was having a contraction and that my husband was just parking the car. A gal who was with him ran and got me a wheelchair and got me to the little lobby. She was NOT very happy that I was alone, but the guy with her said my husband was on his way from parking the car. There was another guy waiting in the lobby and the delivery gal told him, "If anything happens, just get this lady up to the 4th floor!" His eyes got about as huge as saucers! It was kind of funny. I assured him my husband would be there any second! And then I did see JJ on his way.
Back up the the 4th floor we went and we saw the same nurse. She took one look at me and admitted me. Pronto. I remember thinking, "See! I really am in labor! I wasn't lying!" Another nurse and a nurse following her took over and got me all hooked up. Baby's heartrate looked great. Contractions were definitely coming. They checked me and I was a 7. Progress!!!!! But, baby hadn't dropped quite yet, so I think I was a +2 (or -2... whichever one means baby is NOT there yet). JJ continued to help me breathe and the head nurse with me helped too. I have found that I NEED encouragement during those times. Having her say, "You can do this. Breathe in through your nose. Out through your mouth. You're doing it. Good job!" was VITAL to my successful delivery. I remember asking her to do it, too! "Would you please keep saying those things to me?!!" I yelled one time.
I said that I did INDEED want an epidural. By the time the anesthesiologist was able to get all hooked up, I was at a 9, so probably I could've just sucked it up and gone without it, but I think it just made things so much more peaceful at the end. I had two contractions while the Dr. put in my epidural and they were amazed at how stoic I was. The nurse was like, "She was NOT kidding. She WANTED that epidural!!" :) Yup. So then it was pretty much just smooth sailing. Phew. A new shift came on at 7, so they rechecked me - and there again was a nurse and someone following the nurse. They said they like people who are learning to try to judge dilation, effacement and what stage the baby is at when ladies have epidurals. Learn away my friends. I couldn't feel it! :) When baby had dropped (maybe about 8:15 am), they had me do a few practice pushes and same as with CEJ, they were like, "STOP!! We need to call the doctor." I told them I was feeling a little light headed so they took my blood pressure. It was 88/48 (I generally have low blood pressure, but that was quite low even for me). They ran a bag of saline through and in the meantime the doctor showed up.
We waited for a contraction to push, but then he said, "You know what? The baby is RIGHT there. Why don't you just push?" I pushed and out came the baby at 8:40 am!! JJ took a peek and said, "Baby has tons of hair! What do you think?? Boy or girl?!" The hair threw me off because MVJ had so much hair, but I still thought it was a boy. Ta-da! Baby BOY made his arrival and he really is a sweet mixture of M & C. Out at 8:40 and nursing by 9 am. Our first visitors at about 9:30 because JJ's parents were still in town, but ready to leave for home. Good thing they waited another day! :) We were able to have so many visitors this time since we are close to family. It was really fun and really special. The kids did awesome meeting Mr. LWJ and have been excited, helpful, and on Cloud 9 since meeting him. We are so blessed!
Baby #3 - The Birth Story! Part 1 - the build up
I just have to write about my deliveries. I always think I'll remember all the details... and of course there are some that I never forget... but some that I do. I love looking back and reading about each baby's special day.
This particular story begins on Thursday, October 9th. At my doctor's appointment, my doctor said I was a "loose 3 cm dilated" and fully effaced. At 37 weeks, I was 1 1/2 cm and 60%. Then at 38, I was 3 cm and 70%. So there was clear progression every week. My doctor said she could strip my membranes if I wanted. I wanted. I mean, not that it is awesome to go through with a membrane stripping, but I was READY to meet this kiddo! Plus, JJ has an easier rotation (schedule wise) this month, so the sooner this baby came, the more Daddy help was available for longer! See, makes sense, right? My doctor said that it doesn't work every time, but IF it works, delivery usually occurs within 72 hours. I put my family on standby! JJ happened to leave his cellphone at home so I couldn't contact him to just casually tell him. (AJ, JJ's brother, DID give me the info on how to go about contacting JJ if I REALLY REALLY needed to!) I figured with my "luck", Thursday would be the day since I couldn't get ahold of JJ as easily. (When he got home for the day, he said I didn't have to reprimand him because he had heard about it ALL day from nurses and colleagues who couldn't believe he had forgotten his cell phone THAT day!)
Ok, so I started feeling quite crampy throughout the morning, which I read was a normal thing with getting membranes stripped (yes I read up on it afterwards...) :). Also, I should mention that JJ's parents were in town because his Dad had hip surgery Monday, October 6th. He was released from the hospital on Wednesday, but he encouraged him to stay a little while longer before getting on the road for home. Our house is one level, so his parents were staying at our house. JJ was at work. AJ was with his parents as my FIL CJ recovered. My SIL LJ had my son CJ [dang, all these initials are getting tricky!] while I had my doctor appointment and we met up at CJ's gymnastics. I continued to have more and more cramps and some contractions as well. My Mom said she had her bags packed. :)
Alright, so with all of the above going on, AJ and LJ brought up having JJ's parents stay at a hotel. The boys (AJ and JJ at this point) helped settle them in and we ended up getting pizza and the kiddos had an absolute blast swimming in the hotel pool. So now, AJ is staying at the hotel to help his parents if needed. LJ is home with her kiddos (and, thankfully, her Dad DJM came to town for Grandparents Day at our kiddos' school). JJ and I are hanging out that evening. I start having contractions. I had a hard time kind of figuring stuff out because while it was my 3rd pregnancy, it was my only "normal" going into labor situation. We had NO idea what was going on with MVJ. We induced with CEJ. I started timing and it seemed like there was about 2 minutes between contractions, but they weren't intense. So I was confused. There were SOME intense ones, but for the most part, I was still busy around the apartment making sure M was set for school the next day, throwing in a load of laundry, cleaning up from the swimming, etc. I ended up calling the Birth Center at about 9:45 pm. They suggested taking a bath, walking around, seeing if things slowed down or got more intense. They said to call back in about an hour, but assured me that I could come in whenever I felt like I needed to.
I called LJ at around 10 pm just because I wanted her to have a chance to prepare if she wanted to. She started prepping lunch for her kiddos and informing her Dad that he was going to get all 3 kids up and ready for school the next morning! :) I owe DJ big time! :) I called my parents and they thought initially that they would get up and come right away in the morning. Then they called later and said they were on their way! I gave them LJ's number and then LJ came over. We chatted for a while and she suggested timing the contractions again (by they way at this point, JJ was attempting to get some rest to prep for his day ahead!). The contractions were again about 2 minutes apart, but not very intense - or certainly not regular with intensity - some were more intense, but definitely not every one. She suggested we head in to the hospital.
We got JJ up and headed in. I walked in and I could tell the nurses were doubtful. They hooked me up in a "triage" room. They got baby on the heart monitor and the heartbeat was great. There were some contractions here and there, but again, they were not very "intense" on the monitor. The nurse checked me and I had NOT progressed from that morning. I was super bummed out. She said that happens with stripped membranes - the cramping feels like you are progressing, but you might not be. I seriously, seriously felt so let down. I felt guilty for calling my parents and LJ. I felt like I didn't even know my own body and didn't know anything about real labor. I thought JJ had a big "I told you so" coming (he was really very great about it though and assured me that no one was mad at or disappointed with me). They continued monitoring me and I believe in about 30-45 minutes checked me again. No progression so they sent us home. Oh, worst story ever, right? That's the one thing you don't want to happen -- going to the hospital and getting sent home. Yuck.
We ended up getting to our place the same time my parents did! We all walked into our apartment to a VERY surprised LJ. (I had texted her, but she was sound asleep - which I was very glad about.) She went home (so thankfully DJ wasn't completely on his own in the morning!) and we all headed to bed.
This particular story begins on Thursday, October 9th. At my doctor's appointment, my doctor said I was a "loose 3 cm dilated" and fully effaced. At 37 weeks, I was 1 1/2 cm and 60%. Then at 38, I was 3 cm and 70%. So there was clear progression every week. My doctor said she could strip my membranes if I wanted. I wanted. I mean, not that it is awesome to go through with a membrane stripping, but I was READY to meet this kiddo! Plus, JJ has an easier rotation (schedule wise) this month, so the sooner this baby came, the more Daddy help was available for longer! See, makes sense, right? My doctor said that it doesn't work every time, but IF it works, delivery usually occurs within 72 hours. I put my family on standby! JJ happened to leave his cellphone at home so I couldn't contact him to just casually tell him. (AJ, JJ's brother, DID give me the info on how to go about contacting JJ if I REALLY REALLY needed to!) I figured with my "luck", Thursday would be the day since I couldn't get ahold of JJ as easily. (When he got home for the day, he said I didn't have to reprimand him because he had heard about it ALL day from nurses and colleagues who couldn't believe he had forgotten his cell phone THAT day!)
Ok, so I started feeling quite crampy throughout the morning, which I read was a normal thing with getting membranes stripped (yes I read up on it afterwards...) :). Also, I should mention that JJ's parents were in town because his Dad had hip surgery Monday, October 6th. He was released from the hospital on Wednesday, but he encouraged him to stay a little while longer before getting on the road for home. Our house is one level, so his parents were staying at our house. JJ was at work. AJ was with his parents as my FIL CJ recovered. My SIL LJ had my son CJ [dang, all these initials are getting tricky!] while I had my doctor appointment and we met up at CJ's gymnastics. I continued to have more and more cramps and some contractions as well. My Mom said she had her bags packed. :)
Alright, so with all of the above going on, AJ and LJ brought up having JJ's parents stay at a hotel. The boys (AJ and JJ at this point) helped settle them in and we ended up getting pizza and the kiddos had an absolute blast swimming in the hotel pool. So now, AJ is staying at the hotel to help his parents if needed. LJ is home with her kiddos (and, thankfully, her Dad DJM came to town for Grandparents Day at our kiddos' school). JJ and I are hanging out that evening. I start having contractions. I had a hard time kind of figuring stuff out because while it was my 3rd pregnancy, it was my only "normal" going into labor situation. We had NO idea what was going on with MVJ. We induced with CEJ. I started timing and it seemed like there was about 2 minutes between contractions, but they weren't intense. So I was confused. There were SOME intense ones, but for the most part, I was still busy around the apartment making sure M was set for school the next day, throwing in a load of laundry, cleaning up from the swimming, etc. I ended up calling the Birth Center at about 9:45 pm. They suggested taking a bath, walking around, seeing if things slowed down or got more intense. They said to call back in about an hour, but assured me that I could come in whenever I felt like I needed to.
I called LJ at around 10 pm just because I wanted her to have a chance to prepare if she wanted to. She started prepping lunch for her kiddos and informing her Dad that he was going to get all 3 kids up and ready for school the next morning! :) I owe DJ big time! :) I called my parents and they thought initially that they would get up and come right away in the morning. Then they called later and said they were on their way! I gave them LJ's number and then LJ came over. We chatted for a while and she suggested timing the contractions again (by they way at this point, JJ was attempting to get some rest to prep for his day ahead!). The contractions were again about 2 minutes apart, but not very intense - or certainly not regular with intensity - some were more intense, but definitely not every one. She suggested we head in to the hospital.
We got JJ up and headed in. I walked in and I could tell the nurses were doubtful. They hooked me up in a "triage" room. They got baby on the heart monitor and the heartbeat was great. There were some contractions here and there, but again, they were not very "intense" on the monitor. The nurse checked me and I had NOT progressed from that morning. I was super bummed out. She said that happens with stripped membranes - the cramping feels like you are progressing, but you might not be. I seriously, seriously felt so let down. I felt guilty for calling my parents and LJ. I felt like I didn't even know my own body and didn't know anything about real labor. I thought JJ had a big "I told you so" coming (he was really very great about it though and assured me that no one was mad at or disappointed with me). They continued monitoring me and I believe in about 30-45 minutes checked me again. No progression so they sent us home. Oh, worst story ever, right? That's the one thing you don't want to happen -- going to the hospital and getting sent home. Yuck.
We ended up getting to our place the same time my parents did! We all walked into our apartment to a VERY surprised LJ. (I had texted her, but she was sound asleep - which I was very glad about.) She went home (so thankfully DJ wasn't completely on his own in the morning!) and we all headed to bed.
Sunday, October 5, 2014
Book List: Classics
I am happy to report that we had read several of the classics on our Kindergarten Book List. Of course, we had read Madeline and Curious George. Who hasn't? And for the record, they are both favorites.
We also own Swimmy, which is a cute story with beautiful pictures about a fish who problem solves so that he doesn't get eaten by a bigger fish!
The kids enjoyed Make Way for Ducklings, which is such a sweet classic written in 1941 and The Story of Ferdinand, which was completely new to us. This classic from 1936 is about a bull who is a sweet, mild fellow. The bull fighter crew comes to pick a bull for a big festival and gentle Ferdinand happens to sit on a bee and gets stung. He becomes the roughest, toughest bull in the herd and gets picked immediately. Will he perform in the arena? You'll have to read it to find out. :)
We happened to check out Joseph Had a Little Overcoat as a book with CD and were so glad we did. The author reads the story, of course, but then also sings it as a song in both English and Yiddish. This is a great story, but I would say I prefer the same folktale retold as Something from Nothing.
We also own Swimmy, which is a cute story with beautiful pictures about a fish who problem solves so that he doesn't get eaten by a bigger fish!
The kids enjoyed Make Way for Ducklings, which is such a sweet classic written in 1941 and The Story of Ferdinand, which was completely new to us. This classic from 1936 is about a bull who is a sweet, mild fellow. The bull fighter crew comes to pick a bull for a big festival and gentle Ferdinand happens to sit on a bee and gets stung. He becomes the roughest, toughest bull in the herd and gets picked immediately. Will he perform in the arena? You'll have to read it to find out. :)
We happened to check out Joseph Had a Little Overcoat as a book with CD and were so glad we did. The author reads the story, of course, but then also sings it as a song in both English and Yiddish. This is a great story, but I would say I prefer the same folktale retold as Something from Nothing.
Saturday, October 4, 2014
Pecan Honey Chicken
I was at a total loss for meal ideas last week. I literally had no go to meals that sounded amazing to me besides our weekly mac and cheese tradition (have I mentioned I can be worse than the kids in the food variety department?). Usually in this case, I go to my Pinterest boards or the binder of recipes I made, but I decided instead to dust off my Grandma's (Dad's Mom) family's cookbook. This cookbook was put together probably ten or so years ago and has some great recipes from some great people! I dove in and found this little gem that came together so well and was very yummy - JJ said the chicken was a bit dry (always my downfall -- I am crazy weird about making so sure chicken is cooked that I USUALLY overcook it.) but otherwise he loved it. C of course ate a helping and a half and M tried it and didn't hate it. Win-win-win!
From my family to yours - enjoy this Pecan Honey Chicken! *Note- I halved the recipe and we had just enough leftovers for one lunch portion. I served it with rice.
6 skinned chicken breasts 1 c flour
1/2 c butter 1 tsp baking powder
1 egg 2 tsp salt
1/2 c milk 2 tsp sesame seeds
Honey 2 TBSP chopped pecans
Melt butter in baking dish. Mix egg and milk for dipping. Mix dry ingredients together. Dip chicken in milk and egg. Coat with flour mixture. Drizzle additional melted butter and honey over chicken pieces in pan. Bake at 400 degrees for 30 minutes. Turn chicken; drizzle with honey and bake for 20-30 minutes more.
From my family to yours - enjoy this Pecan Honey Chicken! *Note- I halved the recipe and we had just enough leftovers for one lunch portion. I served it with rice.
6 skinned chicken breasts 1 c flour
1/2 c butter 1 tsp baking powder
1 egg 2 tsp salt
1/2 c milk 2 tsp sesame seeds
Honey 2 TBSP chopped pecans
Melt butter in baking dish. Mix egg and milk for dipping. Mix dry ingredients together. Dip chicken in milk and egg. Coat with flour mixture. Drizzle additional melted butter and honey over chicken pieces in pan. Bake at 400 degrees for 30 minutes. Turn chicken; drizzle with honey and bake for 20-30 minutes more.
Ready (or not) for Baby!
In the last week or so, here are a few things we've accomplished:
- crib put together, including fresh washed bedding
- new to us glider rocker in the room
- closets organized and a bunch of craft stuff donated to M's Kindergarten (yippee! So glad someone will use it!)
- co-sleeper assembled, sheets for it washed, still trying to decide layout of our room!
- diaper bag put together - including tiny, tiny diapers!
- hospital bag packed -- all except my toothbrush and contact case!
- helpful hints for taking care of our two older children - including things like activity time schedule, bedtime routine, useful addresses, etc. emailed to my Mom & Dad
- backups confirmed for our kiddos in the event of imminent labor!
- house cleaned - including random things like rugs
- an Old Navy shopping spree where I bought exactly three outfits... of both genders! I did realize that not finding out the sex of the baby was good for me - I would've bought WAY MORE things throughout this pregnancy that we really did not need since we already have a boy and girl.
- read up on labor signs in the What To Expect Book that I actually have never read... third time's a charm?
- discussed with my doctor what to do/where to go (again, third baby, but different cities/hospitals every time!)
Friday, October 3, 2014
Book List: Humorous Stories
So, awhile ago I shared that we're reading through "100 Picture Books to Read in Kindergarten" from a PLA (Public Library Association) poster. We have officially finished reading all of the ones at the public library and our personal library. There are a dozen or so that weren't available, so my Mom has been trying to get them from the library in her city. Every time she visits or we visit her, she has a few more checked out. :)
I thought I'd take a few blog posts to write about some of our favorites from the genres to pass on some new (or old) favorites!
Under the category of "Humorous Stories", I thought King Bidgood's in the Bathtub by Audrey Wood was kind of weird and A Couple of Boys Have the Best Week Ever was just ok. We have always enjoyed Click, Clack, Moo: Cows that Type and Diary of a Worm.
We own Little Pea, and the kids think it is hilarious. The funny twist is that this little pea HAS to eat all of his candy before he can have his most favorite treat, spinach. And then they live hap-pea-ly ever after.
Chester was a new one to us that cracked us up about a cat that keeps bugging the author as she tries to write a story about a mouse. The reader sees the cat interact with the author through red marker and in the end the author gives up and just writes about the cat.
Another book that the kids enjoyed from this genre is The Incredible Book-Eating Boy. The little main character develops a taste for books - actually eating them. The crazy thing is that when he eats the books, the information from them goes to his brain and he learns the information from them. But then he goes a little too far and eats too many too quickly - the information gets all jumbled up. He decides that just plain reading books is really the way to go, except that every once in a while... and then you see that the last few pages have bites out of them. :)
I definitely feel that a few funny books were missing from this list - although maybe they just aren't classified as "Kindergarten" books. What are some of your favorite humorous stories?
I thought I'd take a few blog posts to write about some of our favorites from the genres to pass on some new (or old) favorites!
Under the category of "Humorous Stories", I thought King Bidgood's in the Bathtub by Audrey Wood was kind of weird and A Couple of Boys Have the Best Week Ever was just ok. We have always enjoyed Click, Clack, Moo: Cows that Type and Diary of a Worm.
We own Little Pea, and the kids think it is hilarious. The funny twist is that this little pea HAS to eat all of his candy before he can have his most favorite treat, spinach. And then they live hap-pea-ly ever after.
Chester was a new one to us that cracked us up about a cat that keeps bugging the author as she tries to write a story about a mouse. The reader sees the cat interact with the author through red marker and in the end the author gives up and just writes about the cat.
Another book that the kids enjoyed from this genre is The Incredible Book-Eating Boy. The little main character develops a taste for books - actually eating them. The crazy thing is that when he eats the books, the information from them goes to his brain and he learns the information from them. But then he goes a little too far and eats too many too quickly - the information gets all jumbled up. He decides that just plain reading books is really the way to go, except that every once in a while... and then you see that the last few pages have bites out of them. :)
I definitely feel that a few funny books were missing from this list - although maybe they just aren't classified as "Kindergarten" books. What are some of your favorite humorous stories?
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