Saturday, November 11, 2006

The Grass Is Always Greener

Clara Grace and her mommy sat reading a book together on the couch the morning of Tuesday, October the tenth. Suddenly, as though a new idea had come to her, the little girl reached for a second book that lay on the coffee table in front of them and handed it to her mommy. “Read too,” she told her and in quite a grown up air scooted a few inches away to open her own book. She began perusing the story she had chosen with occasional comments each time she turned a page such as, “Elephant walking in grass. Agalator jumping in water.”

Her mommy took the cue and began to read her own book with great interest. “Ah ha, there’s Elmo,” she announced quietly, and then, “Oh, look! What is Oscar doing?”

Reluctantly, Clara Grace peered around the cover of her own book and into her mommy’s. After a few more page turns and fascinated remarks from her mommy, she could bare it no longer. “Share,” she announced and offered her book in exchange.

“Okay,” Clara Grace’s mommy said in agreement to the swap.

In the same manner as before Clara Grace dove into her new book. She flipped the pages excitedly and exclaimed “Elmo, brushing teeth, Ahhh!”

Meanwhile, her mommy flipped a few rigid pages of the board book her daughter had discarded and commented, “Oh no, the hog is scared.”

Clara Grace’s page turning faltered and again she peeked around the corner of her book.

“Mama raccoon and baby raccoon are playing,” her mommy continued. By this time, Clara Grace was unabashedly reading over her mommy’s shoulder and it was clear she was having second thoughts about this new plan of hers. “Share,” she instructed her mommy once more, only this time, she took her mommy’s book and kept the other safely stowed beside her.

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