1) I am an incredibly fast reader. I’m not as fast as my one college professor who had taught himself to read three lines of text at a time, but I am speedy.
2) I am the mother of a 32-month-old and an 18-month old. My eldest has currently decided that now is a good time to potty train. This is while his younger brother has decided that it’s a delightful time to show whose genetics won out in his creation and has turned into my mother’s revenge. I love both of my children, but most days I feel like I’ve conducted a three-ring circus by the time the babysitter has shown up at our house at 8 A.M., and host a repeat engagement when she leaves again at noon.
3) When in doubt, I read books on topics that might educate me. Thus – my new To Be Read (TBR) pile. I have everything covered from potty training to no-cry discipline techniques (although it is funny to hear my almost three-year-old tyrant mimic my “NOW!” to the Cat). And most importantly (and probably something I could write a book about) – how to encourage curiosity in one’s child.
4) I’m not all “kid” and no Play – apparently, I reserved a copy of V.E. Schwab’s “A Darker Shade of Magic.” I don’t even remember what it’s about, so … it must be good if I’m finally getting it from my reserve list at the library. Right. Right?