Archive for the 'Kid lit' Category



Begs the question, doesn’t it. SINCE I NEVER WANTED TO BE A PRINCESS AT ALL. Now a Prince, we can talk.
You’ll never guess which one of the above pictured items was checked out of the library when the lil’ monkey was there with Other People Who Shall Remain Nameless*, and which one was […]

A Dottie tribute

[Ed note: the following dada narrative was dictated by the lil’ monkey to the beloved, who faithfully recorded it verbatim. Wee book making, with dictated narration to accompany illustrations, has become a favorite pastime. So far, the booklets — note pad-sized pages, stapled together — have been in dialog with some story we’ve read […]

Fee, fie, foe, fun

This afternoon, while listening to Gian Carlo Menotti’s Amahl and the Night Visitors for the seven hundred and twenty-eighth time since Christmas, the lil’ monkey drew a picture. I am noting the obvious when I say that she, like her mother, and her mother’s entire family, is an Amahl and the Night Visitors […]

“Miss Moppet ties up her
head in a duster, and sits
before the fire.”
In honor of Children’s Book Week, I inaugurate an occasional series.
This is from Beatrix Potter’s Miss Moppet, and the most astute commentary I can offer is, “Huh?”

I’ve been working something up in honor of Banned Books Week, which starts at the end of next week. But this news item was worth passing along as a not-so-savory appetizer.
From Worth The Trip (a fantastic kids & teens book blog that’s been gracing my Queer Parenting Resources links list for a coupla weeks), we […]

The beloved has a spate of evening rehearsals during the upcoming month or so, and I’ve called in the reinforcements, which for the most part consists of a phalanx of chums I’ve seen far too little of since we got with child #2. It’s not like I couldn’t hack it, managing the dinner/bath/bedtime routine […]

The other night I was reading to the downstairs cousins and the lil’ monkey together. We live upstairs from the beloved’s brother and his family, and we each swap childcare an afternoon and a night a week. The nearby Granny and the GrandBaba take on an afternoon of kids themselves. Basically, it takes […]