It is I who puts the little man to bed most nights. I bath him, although not every night, feed him and then wind/cuddle him for a while before putting him into bed. He will then spend a little time chatting to his whirly mobile while it flickers through strange colours.
It is said that at this time of development we should be reading to him and talking to him as much as possible. I think this is possibly true of all stages of development with the exception of maybe the teenage phase and up.
So, I have been reading to him. However, as he does not really understand anything at the moment, I do not see the point of reading him stories about hungry caterpillars or the cats that get lost. So, tonight I read to him as I intend to for a while. Tonight we learnt about how to cook hazelnuts in stone age fires. We learnt about the vast array of plants used and found around our ancestors fireside, and we learnt about how lesser celandrine was used as either a food or a cure for piles. No Meg and Mog tonight, just “to the Islands” a twenty-five-year quest to uncover the world of Mesolithic hunter-gatherers in the Hebridean islands.
January 16, 2011 at 8:54 pm
That’s cruel, boring the poor child to sleep every night!
January 16, 2011 at 9:10 pm
Yeah, I know. That’s why I chose the archeology instead of the caterpillar. J, you and I are so like minded. 🙂
January 20, 2011 at 12:38 pm
You are missing out. I loved Dr Seuss and used to read them ‘The Cat In The Hat’ whether they wanted to hear it or not. I would still read it to them but they are not listening anymore 😦 Maybe Caleb would like it if I could read it to him????
January 20, 2011 at 12:54 pm
Yes, of course. However, I don’t want to sound like over protective parents, but you need to be aware that we are beginning to suspect he might have an allergy to kindles.
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