Monday, December 24, 2007

Hope Rising

Here is a book I read a couple years ago. It's about broken horses helping broken kids. I heard about it on Focus on the Family and borrowed it from the library. It's a bunch of different short stories from the ranch so it is very easy to read for a little bit, put down, and come back to later.

Thursday, November 15, 2007

The Wonderful Way Babies Are Made

by Larry Christenson
This is a great book for the child who asks, "What is sex?" OR "How do you get pregnant?" Each page has a rhyming stanza, geared toward the younger group of kids, as well as an additional paragraph, just for the older kids. It is written from a Christian perspective and is tasteful and very well done.

Thursday, October 18, 2007

When Mommy Was Mad

Rylan and I read a bunch of books this morning. I just have to share one of the books: "When Mommy Was Mad" by Lynne Jonell. It was such a good reminder that my mood can completely change my kids' moods and they can react and interpret my mood the wrong way. This book just really convicted me and I think will make me a better mother so I am going to take the time to copy all of it for you to read. The pictures start out with everyone in the house (Mommy is cleaning up) and then switches to outside with Mommy gardening:

Something was wrong with Mommy. She burned the toast. She banged the pots and pans. And she forgot to kiss Daddy good-bye. "Why is Mommy so noisy?" Robbie asked. "I think she is mad," said Christopher. Robbie was worried. "Is she mad at us?" "Maybe," said Christopher. "If we did something wrong."

Robbie looked at his shirt. "I did my buttons wrong," he said. "They wouldn't come out even." Christopher fixed Robbie's buttons. But Mommy was still noisy. "Did you color on the walls again?" Christopher asked. Robbie shook his head. "No, but sometimes I color outside the lines." "That wouldn't make her mad," said Christopher, but Robbie wasn't so sure.

So he colored a new picture, very carefully. He stayed inside all the lines. And then he showed it to Mommy. "That's nice," said Mommy - but she forgot to smile. Robbie wanted her to smile. But he did not know how to make it happen. And he couldn't think what to do next. "I must have done something really bad," said Robbie. Christopher looked at Mommy. "Maybe it's Daddy she's mad at. Maybe it isn't us at all." "It feels like us," Robbie said. Christopher stood up. "Let's play inside. Maybe when we come out, she will be happy again." Robbie did not want to go inside. He wanted a story. "Read about animals, Mommy?" But Mommy wasn't listening.

Robbie wanted a snuggle. But Mommy did not look very soft. Mommy looked prickly. All over. Now Robbie was mad. If Mommy was prickly, then he would be prickly, too.

He banged his blocks together. he kicked his stuffed snake. And then he bumped into Mommy. "Bork," he said.

"What?" Mommy's hose splashed in her hand. "What did you say?" Robbie did not answer. He turned his back and bumped Mommy over and over again. "Bork," he said. "Bork. Bork. Bork." "Robbie!" Mommy sounded cross. "What are you doing?" Robbie turned around. "I am borking you, Mommy."

Mommy laughed a little bit. It was a nice sound to hear. "I can see you are borking me," she said. "But I don't understand what you mean." Robbie stood up very straight. "I am a borkupine. And I am borking you with my prickles." Mommy looked at Robbie. "You are a bork - oh, I see." She smiled.

Then she set down her hose. "Are you an angry porcupine?" "Yes," said Robbie. "Borkupines don't like loud banging noises." "They don't?" said Mommy. "And borkupines don't like Mommies who forget to kiss Daddies good-bye. And they need stories and snuggles, or they get very prickly."

"Hmm," said Mommy. "I guess I'm feeling a little prickly, myself. How do two prickly porcupines snuggle?" "Well," said Robbie. "First you sniff noses to make friends. Then you smooth down the prickles. "And then you wrap up in something fuzzy and be very soft together." "What a good idea!" said Mommy. "Can I be a porcupine, too?" asked Christopher.

They played porcupines all day. And when Daddy came home looking prickly, Mommy knew just what to do.

First she rubbed noses. Then she smoothed down his prickles. And then she gave him a big, soft hug. "I'm sorry for borking you," she said. "What?" said Daddy. "Robbie will explain," said Mommy.

Monday, October 1, 2007

Losing Our Minds

Losing Our Minds by Deborah Ruf

Here is a book Chris and I have been reading in trying to figure out what to do with our kids! It is an excellent book with a lot of thought provoking ideas and examples.