Baby Book Review
In downtown Toronto it’s no easy feat to get into certain programs or classes (see this article from The GridTO on the issue). So when I was able to get Lydia into Baby Reading Time at the brand-new Fort York Library (after calling for over 2hrs, and then being waitlisted, and switching to a third just-added class), I was very proud. Except, after the first couple classes I realized something very tragic.
Lydia doesn’t seem to like books!
She loved the singing and dancing portion of the class, but for the part where she’s supposed to actually sit down and listen to the books, she wasn’t the least bit interested. As the weeks continued, however, it became apparent to me that it wasn’t a Lydia Specific Issue. The class was for ages 0-18 months, and while the younger (immobile) babies seemed to be enjoying themselves aplenty, the older kids (over-one-year-olds) had the same issue as Lydia – she just didn’t want to stay still.
I’ve actually read quite a bit on how to raise a child that ‘behaves well’ – most specifically one that’s quiet and attentive in public places – like restaurants. The trick to this, it seems, is to teach them how to sit still. One way to to do that is to read to them, everyday! Armed with that knowledge, we’ve been making an effort – and can actually get her to sit through several stories right before bedtime, but our resources are limited. While obviously she loves the same stories over, and over, and over, I do not.
So, back to the Library we went – and checked out her very first batch of books! Here they are, with our expert opinion on each.
First up, The Very Hungry Caterpiller. A Classic.
I very much enjoy the art work, and Lydia very much enjoys the Flappy Bits.
The following is a standard Saturday meal for me, too.
Eddie remarked that he though the Caterpiller might be Pregnant. Spoilers: it isn’t.
The second book was a delightful surprise. One of my favourite stories, adapted for babies. Amazingly, and hilariously acted out by felt puppets.
Sadly, in this extremly abridged version, Lydia’s nametwin does not make an appearance.
Next up was a classic that I knew was likely a bit too complex and long of a story for a 17 month old, but I wanted to get it anyways. The artwork is delightful and the vaguely macabre overtones make me giggle.
Or, wait, is it a Boarding School? I’d better go read it again…
Ugh, this art just kills me. So beautiful.
The next book we got, was entirely found by accident (I think some kid left it behind on a shelf it wasn’t supposed to be on) but is probably my favourite of the bunch. Super Hero Opposites.
This book is RIFE with begging-to-be-photoshopped material.
Which leaves us with our final book.
I picked this one up because we are trying to start to teach the kid about The Potty, and this book seemed to cover that issue. Turns out, it’s probably one of the most hilarious, funnest, cleverest baby books I’ve ever read. Dinosaur VS The Potty.
Eddie LOVES reading this book, and the sarcasm and wit of the author really comes through.
I’d love to show you more – but keeping this book away from Lydia for more than 3 seconds is impossible. It’s her new Favorite!
If you have any baby book suggestions, I’d love to hear them!
We’re going to try to make going to the Library for books a more regular thing!