Well, this week was interesting, had a great time with friends and something new and exciting everyday. Especially the part where Abby ripped not one but two beautiful story books to utter shreds. Ah yes that was definately new and exciting, especially when after ripping the second one she came out onto the couch and with a smile says " I was a bad girl and ripped my bear book". ARRGGHH!!! How exactly does one express to a two year old how sacred a book is? How can you explain that we will never ask her to attend a church, synangogue or temple but we ABSOLUTELY REQUIRE the respect and appreciation for the knowledge present between two covers of a book. That ripping up a book is denying knowledge, that separating the pages from the spine is removing the possibility of growth and intelligence.
It can't be done I suppose, respect takes a lifetime to grow and only when she can read the books herself will she really care for them. Look back over the shelves and relive her life according to the covers and words that accompanied her along it, but all I ask is a small small thing.. destroy something else my dear.
Okay ranting is over, there are expectations and then there are unlikely wishes and when your child is two and a half.. you take the books out of her room and don't leave her alone with them again. As for me? my therapy was taping them up again, every last shred put back together an attempt to appease who knows what ; but really it made me feel better.
And as for Norah who is too small to be ripping books, she has grown 3 inches in 8 weeks, No you say? oh yes I say she may be tall like her dad :) lol