Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Bring on Steinbeck and Fitzgerald

I’m so proud of you guys. Tear. I’m not alone in my gas station sandwich trepidation. The rest of you, we will convert you, somehow. My brain doesn’t fully engage on Monday mornings, so you guys were a riot. I think a found a new blog tradition: Ask the Audience Mondays. We will solve all of the problems of the world. You know, harsher punishment for parole violators Stan. And world peace!

One day last month, I was trying to get some organizing done around the house. Translation: try to clean the house enough to even find the stuff that needs organized, wind up exhausted, poor a drink, and sit on the couch watching Two and a Half Men. I heart organizing. I had great intentions this time though, I bought a few large storage bins and I was seriously pondering taking action. While I was plotting my approach, my darling daughter played quietly in the other room. Instead of basking in my good fortune, I immediately realized something must be wrong.

I turned the corner and found Kate doing some organizing of her own. I have a bookshelf that my dear husband built that is full of books. I am not talking about a wimpy little bookshelf. I am talking about a My Bookshelf Could Beat Up Your Bookshelf kind of shelf. It is 8 feet tall by 10 feet wide and takes up one entire wall of my office. Kate had taken all of my storage bins and filled them with books FROM the bookshelf, many, many, many books. Before I had a chance to freak out and ground her until she turned 18, I saw her sitting in one of the bins, engrossed in a book. Her brow was furrowed, eyes intently focused, as she slowly flipped the pages.


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When I saw what she was reading, I swelled with pride. I know, I know, she can't read. Isn't that even more impressive? She's so smart she's pretending to read Salinger. For the record, she gets her good taste from me. Like mother, like daughter. I think this is proof that she’s totally destined to be a nerd. Nerds are making a comeback, no?

8 comments:

C. Beth said...

YAAAAAAAAY NERDS!!!!

Jenners said...

The photo warmed my heart! As a nerdy reader myself, I appreciate how proud and amused you must have been! Also, I covet your bookshelf. Very much enjoy your blog!

nichole.frank.photography said...

I'm so happy I'm not the only nerdlinger on this planet. We nerdy girls have to stick together!

The Tildy Spot said...

I would have been bursting with pride to see my child trying to read such a book! That's such a great picture. When she decides to major in English, be sure to send her a copy of that pic.

Paula said...

Books Rule Babe! I too swell with pride when my kids pick up a book and pretend to read it. I started a bookshelf for the kids before they were born! Honestly, we must sit down and read four or five books a day and that doesn't count the bedtime story. The only down note is that my husband walked into our room the other day and found my son thumbing through a copy of Carrie by Stephen King. (In my defense I keep my collection of Stephen King, Poe, Steinbeck and Crichton in my room.) He flipped out raging that my son will be a serial killer if I let him read these things. My son is only 3 1/2. I will wait until he is at least 5 before I let him read them for real!! (joking) Let's hear it for the bookworms!!

Lynn said...

I LOVE this! And YAY for us nerds! I have two! My son read "The Grapes of Wrath" when he was eleven, and when my daughter, Alli was four, she insisted on my reading "Moby Dick" to her because she loved whales so much!

Elle MD said...

There is nothing more heart-warming that seeing your child read. Mine is now 17 and is reading more than ever. I wouldn't call him a nerd (darn it), but he LOVES his books.

dream.again said...

Nerds Rule...lol there is nothing wrong with being a nerd.