I spent a good part of the morning failing to keep the attention of a handful of rambunctious third graders. I brought in my bug collection, which I was hoping they would find riveting. They did….for about .25 minutes.
I spent a good part of the afternoon curled up in a chair in the Kid’s Room of my local library reading The Boxcar Children. Jessie Alden and I are old friends. We go way, way back. I think even my 3rd graders would like her.
Speaking of good children’s literature, what did you read growing up? I’m on the hunt for some good new (to me) kids’ books as well as some of my old favorites…many for which I remember neither the title nor the author, only the exact location on the shelf…of the library that resides approximately 1500 miles from here and which has since been remodeled.
It might be a long hunt.
In other news: Tim is still at work and I have not started dinner. As the clock reads nearly quarter to six, this is travesty on both accounts.
But I did write an e-mail I was dreading (you know, the kind that are so easy to put off…and off……and off) and ate some dark chocolate.
So obviously the day has not been a total failure.