Mike Curato has followed up his beautifully illustrated Little Elliot, Big City book with an equally majestic tale featuring Little Elliot. We have many, many books floating around but BB gravitates towards only a few that make his limited playlist. He really digs Little Elliot and I’m happy to bend to his repeated expression of “again” since the art is so cool. In this outing Little Elliot, Big Family; Elliot and Mouse are doing great, but when Mouse goes off to his family reunion it leaves Little Elliot to wander the cold New York streets searching for the meaning of it all. Yes, I’m being overly dramatic but the retro images give everything a heightened since of gravitas. In keeping with the Beyond the Car Seat policy of not spoiling the end, I won’t reveal too much, but I’m sure you would be safe in your assumptions that the tale’s conclusion doesn’t involve Elliot forever wandering the streets alone.
Create a Family Portrait with Little Elliot here.
As BB has a very limited pallet (see problem eater) we go to qdoba a lot, so much so that they pretty much know us and give us the usual. In fact we go so much that sometimes I don’t go even when hungry because I don’t want to be the guy who takes the kids to qdoba 7 days a week. However, the other day I cheated. a new Chiptole (or as the Nana says, Ch-poat-il) open nearby and so the family thought variety is the spice of life and we checked it out. Wow, did we make a mistake.
The list of anti-qdoba things was vast. In no particular order. Chipotle had no buster seats. The guacamole or as BB says, wack-mole cost extra. But the real thing that stuck in my craw was that their kids meal only covered two toppings forcing me to explain to a six and two year old what sophie’s choice was. Lastly, The Mommy felt the chips were stale and overly salty, but as I was so hungry I didn’t really notice. In conclusion, I will never stray again and now it’s time to get as BB says, “ricebeans”
As BB is always climbing on furniture this is particularly important. Here.
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At two and half BB is still in diapers but slowly showing interest in potty training (did I say slowly?). In that regard I still need to remember to pack a few diapers and wipes when we are mobile. Since I am on the tail end of the baby stuff I no longer carry any diaper bag (much to The Mommy’s chagrin, but I do like things easy and quick. The hands-free Daddy Caddy is just the right size to handle my diaper situation without reminding me I still need to be in a diaper situation in the first place. The water resistant stealth design allows for the only things I need diapers and wipes plus a secret pocket for hand sanitizer. I don’t need those diaper bags that look like swat gear to show I don’t have a mommy diaper bag, what I do need is one I can hide as I like to travel light.
Well, it was bound to happen, but I hadn’t really every given it any thought. The other day, for the first time, LTD asked me for money. Like some many childhood moments that are out of my control once I lost 24 hour influence over him LTD found other sources to fill the void left by my not being able to go to camp and school with him. Just as I banned Power Rangers from the house for years only to have my law over turned upon interacting with school mates I have been drawn into the world of “the other kids are doing it” Every Friday, the camp goes to the beach and it would seem that anyone who brings some schmoola can take a trip to the overpriced snack bar. All this is a round about way of saying that LTD for the first time asked for money. Normally, I never has cash around but this day fortune smiled on the boy and I was able to give him some bucks for what at the time I assumed was going to be a healthy snack of kale chips. With a mandate not to lose the jewels off he went. After pick up on Friday it turns out that LTD had chosen ice cream and to hear the counselors tell it, got it everywhere but his mouth. I can only assume that now that he has gotten it out of his system he will no longer seek to go in my pocket for cash.
Since The Mommy is the creative one when it comes making art projects with the boys, I need to turn to outside sources for assistance lest we get paint on the walls, each other and the dog (feel free to substitute glue or markers for paint). Chris Barnardo’s new book Made with Dad offers us projects in our wheelhouse but The Mommy is still in charge of the gluegun and iron. The projects range for arts and crafts and science to spaceships and ray guns. LTD gravitated towards the Dragon-hunter’s googles while I dug the helicopter even if mine version didn’t really look like the one in the book. The book really puts a modern spin on those old rainy day craft books from my youth. I’ll take a spaceship over soup can telephones any day.
There is something either sad or awesome about a book that we have read so much that BB knows all the words. Shake to Assemble! is such a book. The Avengers centered book allows the reader to assemble the Avengers by completing center tasks. Calliope Glass has written a fun tale featruing instructions on how to get the team together. Ron Lim & Richard Isanove provide some sick art. In order to get each hero you follow Hawkeye’s directions including tapping, shaking and blowing on the book. Be prepared for repeat readings as this book results in the request, “again.” Perhaps the best instruction comes last in order to finish assembling the Avengers you need the Hulk. Of course you only get Bruce Banner and you need to make him mad to see the Green Goliath. Unfortunately, we have a habit of reading the book at bedtime which doesn’t make for a great pre-sleep mood, but the book is too cool to say no to. And don’t worry (as always no spoilers) the Hulk doesn’t stay mad.
Now that LTD is out of school he has discovered a great place I like to call camp. He just had his first successful if all be it sunburned week and is having fun. However, the funny thing about camp for the first time that I forgot is that at first he didn’t understand what it was. Where are the teachers, classrooms and homework? That’s right buddy it’s suppose to be fun. From my point of view the best part of camp is that he comes home exhausted and goes to bed at a decent hour. I also like that they have reading time set aside every day. The only adjustment on my end is paying for it.