Love Patterns

Connor's school, in an effort to promote early literacy, has this program called Book-In-A-Bag. And for those not familiar, in the beginning of the year, parents sign a form saying they'd like to participate, then on Monday your child comes home with a book in a plastic ziplock bag, you send it back in on Friday and the process repeats.
I think, for the most part, it's a good idea. The only downfall I see, and it's not really a downfall, is that they send home a lot of common titles. At our house, we have tons of children's books. And I realize some families don't.... But for us it means, that a lot of the books that are sent home, we already have. Every-so-often though, we get one that is new to me. Last week, Connor came home with this really cute book called Momma, Do You Love Me? The pictures were endearing, the story-line was an across the board story-line, however the characters were Alaskan Eskimos and the book introduced some of their culture.

Connor & I sat down last week to read the story. Each page started with Momma, would you love me if I _______.

The beginning started out with completely innocent things & then moved on to "would you love me if I did this [insert bad behavior here].

We finished reading it and Connor looks at me and says Mommy that book is in a pattern.
I chuckled and agreed, that it was sort of a pattern.
And then he said I love you in a pattern.
To which I said: Oh, yeah? Can you tell me what the pattern is?
And he said: On this day, I love you. The next day, I don't. The next day I love you. The next day, I don't.

What was I supposed to say? I wasn't completely ripped to shreds. The only thing I could think to do was chuckle to myself and say OK, Connor.

(And then I thought to myself Yeah, I can sort of relate, buddy.)
I'm kidding.

6 ripples in the pond:

deb said...

Smart little buggers aren't they?

Denguy said...

Oh, are you kidding? Sometimes I'm not kidding about that--I mean, I am, but I'm not.

Oh, The Joys said...

Well, that's a pattern. Not the one you were hoping for, but...

jen said...

it's amazing, isn't it...the shadows they bring to light.

Pippajo said...

Oh the honesty of children. And he must feel really secure with you to be able to tell you that so freely. I can't imagine ever being able to do that with my mom. You're a good mom!

Mary-LUE said...

That book is a standard around here. My daughter just loves it. One day I'd lost my patience with her and I was talking to her about it, apologizing but also telling her that no matter how mad I was, I always loved her... "Like the book?" she asked. "Yes." I told her. "Just like the book." Thank you book!