Writing Books

MOMMY:

During this summer, Daddy has spent the mornings at Starbucks writing his novel. 

You, also, have started making your own books.  You like to fold paper and staple it like a book.  You got this idea from the book Library Mouse by Daniel Kirk.


This morning you woke up early, 6:59am to be exact, and came into my room to wake me up. I informed you that it was too early and that you needed to get into my bed and sleep until the alarm went off at 7:30.  You climbed up into my bed on Daddy's side (Daddy had already left for his first day back at school).  After about 15 minutes of you not falling asleep (I'm guessing on the time), you climbed out of bed, walked around to my side, gave me a kiss on my lips, whispered, "I'm going to write books," and went to the living room.  I, not wanting to wake up decided that seemed like a safe enough activity for you to do for the next 15 minutes while I snoozed.  Before my alarm went off, you came back in asking for help with something.  I complained that you shouldn't be awake and asked why you were out of bed (I'm selfish about my morning sleep) and you reminded me that you had informed me that you were going to write books and that I didn't stop you then.  

I love that you are excited about the idea of writing.  I'm not always excited about when you want to write them. :-)     



About books, but not related to this story:
Both Daddy and I wrote and illustrated separate books for you.  I wrote Bob the Blob about a blob that needed to find a hat to wear out in the sun.  I chose the main character because it seemed easy to draw :-).  Daddy wrote Dock the Sock about a sock that had no color until he met a sewing machine that added color to him.  I quite enjoyed Daddy's drawing of the sewing machine character.   You kept my story.  You gave Daddy's story to our upstairs neighbor.  I think you liked mine more :-).