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The Creative Family

Thursday, 6. August 2009 15:39

I recently finished reading The Creative Family: How to Encourage Imagination and Nurture Family Connections by Amanda Blake Soule. I’ve been reading her SouleMama blog for a while and wanted to see what this book was all about.

The Creative Family

What I found was a very readable book full of ideas to inspire and celebrate both creativity and the family. I was especially pleased to find that many of the activities could be done with young children and that they showed how everyday activities can really be seen as a creative outlet. I’ve been inspired to say, “Sure, let’s do that.” rather than, “Maybe later.” when the kids ask to do some activity that in the past I might have thought took a bit too much effort.

In one section, the author discusses her passion for knitting and about how she always has a project going. I, personally, have found knitting a difficult craft to do with the kids around since I never know when I’ll have to quickly put it down and then have to figure out where I was when I come back to it. Having said that, Sophia’s now at an age where I can knit around her and not have to worry about her playing with my needles or yarn. The book shares instructions for finger knitting which I thought Sophia might enjoy.

I was mistaken.

As I was knitting the other day, she asked to play with my yarn. I instead gave her her own yarn and tried to show her how to finger knit. She wasn’t interested at all since it didn’t involve the needles. And here’s where I found some inspiration from the book. The week before, I probably would have put away my own knitting and been disappointed that this craft didn’t work. This week, I decided to go ahead and let her play with a set of needles (since Julien was asleep) and her own yarn.

Knitting

She had a great time. I got to keep knitting. We were both happy.

Knitting

Category:Books, Sophia | Comments (1) | Autor: Erica

The Reader

Friday, 3. April 2009 18:48

I read. A lot. I have even been accused of reading, for pleasure, books that others would only read for an assignment. I’ll reread the cereal box five times if that’s the only thing that I’ve got in front of me.

My husband? Not so much. While he is often reading the latest technology news on the computer, he rarely picks up a book to read for pleasure. He will pick up whatever book I have left lying on the table and start to read wherever my bookmark is, but seems content with reading what he can during his breakfast and doesn’t need to read any more. When he does read for pleasure, it is either a biography or some philosphical essay. (I find the philosophy interest a little strange because I’ll read just about anything except philosophy.)

On occasion, I will read a story that I think he would really enjoy. The last few times that he has gone on a business trip, I tried to get him to take The Lost King of France: How DNA Solved the Mystery of the Murdered Son of Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette by Deborah Cadbury. I thoroughly enjoyed reading this book which chronicles both the modern day science of matching the DNA of a heart found in Paris and the story of the royal family during the French Revolution. It’s very well-written and I thought that Joe might enjoy it — in fact, I highly recommend it to everyone.

The Lost King of France book cover

He wouldn’t take it on his trips, but asked me about it one day. He sat down to read it, got into the first chapter and asked, “So, is it his heart?”

Me: What do you mean, “is it his heart?”

Joe: Is it his heart?

Me: But that’s the whole point of the story. You have to read it and find out. I’m not going to tell you the ending.

What does he do? He goes online, finds out the answer, and puts the book away.

So, I have given up. I don’t bother to recommend anything and I pass my books along to others who will enjoy them. It’s not really a big deal to me, we each have our hobbies — I’m cool with that.

But I was surprised to come back from dance class the other night and after getting ready for bed, I opened my latest book and Joe asked, “Do you want to know how it ends?”

Me: Huh?

Joe: Do you want to know how it ends?

Me: No. How do you know how it ends?

Joe: I read the book club questions in the back.

Me, perplexed: Why would you do that? The whole point of reading the book is to enjoy the story, not just to know how it ends.

Joe: No. I just want to know how it ends. The rest is just fluff.

Me: But….what….how can you……Oh My God!

Joe: Yep, it’s just fluff. No need to know the rest.

Category:Books | Comments (2) | Autor: Erica