Not too happy about the library's summer reading program. Not that I have a choice. We made our weekly stop at the library and got bulldozed with brochures and charts and bookmarks, just for walking in the door. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for encouraging kids to read; I just don't like attaching stickers and prizes and all sorts of doo-dads to an act that's enjoyable in and of itself.
But that's not even my biggest beef. My oldest and charts do not do well together. She is very - how shall I say it - particular. If she's got a chart, it's got to be filled in. There's none of this, one mark for every fifteen minutes business. Must fill in every mark, right NOW! Immediately after we returned home, she vanished for just shy of two hours to "get this thing filled in."
She came back, having read the fine print, and said, "Mom, if you fill this whole chart in you get to be a librarian." I wasn't convinced. "Really, where does it say that?" She pointed to her proof: "When you've completed 32 hours of reading, turn it in to the librarian."
Having never been to school, she doesn't quite get the "turning things in" concept. I'll let the friendly librarian explain that one to her.
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