“I Wanted To Make It Special”

A while back, I wrote about Baby Girl’s tendency to draw on things that aren’t coloring sheets/blank paper. We never had that problem with Little Man. The girl, however, used many things in our house as her canvas. The wall, the floor, the door to her room, etc. were all used for her drawings. She also drew on the table and some of her toys.

And then there are the books.

As a former English major/English teacher/bibliophile, I’m all about the books. With the exception of LEGOs, we have more books than we have of any other item in our home. We have hundreds spread throughout the bookshelves in our house, plus I have a couple of totes full in storage that I don’t have room for inside. Once someone helping clean our house for a holiday party commented that I had too many books (after I had donated some), which wasn’t well-received.

Books are my weakness. I love going to thrift shops and looking for books. Once I found a book by one of my favorite authors — Chris Crutcher — and it was signed. Glorious day! Occasionally I’ll find books that are duplicates of books I already have, but I feel like I have to buy them anyway, because I don’t want them to be neglected and lonely on the shelf.

I completely understand how Frodo felt in “The Lord of the Rings.”

I may have a problem. Aside from making my house a tinderbox of sorts, it’s not the worst problem to have, though.

Kind of went off on a tangent there. Oops.

Our books were often used in Baby Girl’s art. She scribbled in her books, some of our regular books, and even parenting books. One of my discipline books has scribbles in it. (As annoying as her drawing in books was, that one was pretty hilarious.)

She’s four now, though, and aside from accidentally going off of her coloring pages, she had stopped drawing on things she wasn’t supposed to draw on.

Key word in that sentence: had.

Last Saturday, I was taking a nap when my husband came and woke me up. He had the girl in tow.

“She drew in your book,” he told me.

I sighed. “Okay.”

He’s waking me up for this? Ugh. I want sleep. I want to stay nestled in my warm blankets. Leave–

And then my train of complaint thoughts was interrupted.

“Wait — which book?”

My collectible books — including a few that are over 100 years old — are out of her reach, so I knew it couldn’t be those. That left only one book that would be worth waking me up over — my book. The one I’ve been mentioning for the past few months on this blog. My labor of…well, not love, because I didn’t exactly enjoy creating it after the 1000th hour, so just my labor.

Yep, my book.

He handed me the book. Baby Girl was smiling and couldn’t have looked more pleased with herself. Here’s what I found:

Something with blond hair and legs on one page and “Mom” written on the other. She quickly explained/bragged:

Dammit. How freaking sweet is that?

My frustration went away very quickly. She got a big hug for personalizing my book (as well as a warning not to personalize anymore of them, because I want to sell them). Considering that there is actually a story in the book about the little graffiti artist, that will make the book graffiti even funnier when she gets older.

What has warmed your heart lately? 


So, a couple of new book things–

First, I have released companion journals to Don’t Lick That! called Times the Kids Weren’t Little Heathens. You can use them to record funny stories and one-liners from your kids. The journal for parents of multiple kids can be found here and the journal for parents of only kids can be found here.

Second, if you have Amazon, you can download the eBook for FREE starting today through December 22. If you don’t have time to read it now — and I doubt many do, considering the season of chaos is upon us — you can download it to read later. Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays!

(And if you already purchased the book and this doesn’t count as a gift for you, then email me your address and I’ll pull a Wet Bandits and rob your house send you a personalized dorky Christmas card if you want, glitter-free, because I’m cool like that.)

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Author: Erika

I’m a SAHM to two kids. When I’m not doing all the typical mom things (diapers, soccer, etc.), I like writing, reading, and playing games. Clearly I live the life of a rock star.

24 thoughts on ““I Wanted To Make It Special””

  1. Kids are the cutest! Last night I was reading to one of my kidlets and it was time for me to go home and she puppy-eyed me into another story and then I was putting on my shoes and she goes “ooo look at that!” So I turned and when my back was turned she locked the front door so I “couldn’t” leave lol adorable

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      1. Hehe I know! I had to go over this morning and pick up the van to do some grocery shopping and I was over about an hour before I usually go and the kids still hadn’t left for school yet and I got tackled by her when I got there lol

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  2. BG is a precious, precious child. Just love her to bits!
    I have teenagers. Heartwarming moments are few and far between now. They can warm my heart merely by doing or saying anything kind. Truly. The other day, Sassy voluntarily folded the towels from the dryer and put them where they go and when I went to get them and they weren’t there, she told me she did this and I nearly cried, okay? *OMG SHE THOUGHT OF ME, AS LIKE, A PERSON* Or like, more often, if they just be nice to one another. That is the best of the heartwarming.
    Teenagers are a rough crowd, and mind you, my ed psych focused on adolescence. They have all the feels, just about THEMSELVES, lol!
    Moo draws on everything — she’s not done drawing on everything, including herself. She hasn’t arted on our things in many years, though. She does her arting on canvases and paper, thank tacos. Friday, her friends are coming over so they can entirely repaint Moo’s bedroom. It’s awful, because it’s childlike and has a mural (I painted) in her nook. She’s in there right now throwing away her childhood, trash this, donation that. She’s 15 now, time to move on. New bedding, new curtains, etc. Birthday present was a room makeover to suit her age. Frankly, I’m just pleased it was all in good taste.

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    1. Awww, so sweet ❤ I know we are having a lot less of the heartwarming moments and funny moments with Little Man these days. Most of his stuff is making cringey jokes, some inappropriate ones, and dabbing. Thankfully he still gives us all the cuddles.

      I'd be a basket-case crying over that, like I do every damn time something connected to baby years or toddler years or what-the-hell-ever goes.

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      1. I don’t. I think I was most affected when the boy one left, being first. It was odd watching him distribute his beloved stuffed animals to his baby sisters… End of en era. After that, I suppose I built up immunity.
        Mine always cuddle. That’s a plus! ❤

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  3. BG is adorable! I am going to go buy your book now! I hope I can download it on the UK amazon! I never tried it out yet! If I cant I’ll let you know! You should make an audio version, and read the book yourself! Now that would be amazing!

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  4. One can NEVER have enough books! Lol When I get to the point of running out of space, I’ll go through them & give them to family members……with a promise they will give them back if they don’t want them anymore.

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      1. That’s also my dream! In 4yrs, my last child out of 6 will be 18 & off to college or something lol
        I’ll have enough room then for my own library. Small…..but the whole room will be for books & one comfy chair lol

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