This past weekend, our daughter turned four (!!!), marking four years of parenting for my husband and me -- and four years of thinking maternally and paternally: you know, parentally. As I read "The Country Bunny and the Little Gold Shoes" to her every evening this weekend (and some mornings!), I've found myself thinking about the role that books have played in our parenting. My students asked me if I read all of the parenting books when I was pregnant, and I did read a lot of them -- but really, the ones that have taught me the most have been the ones I've read her: the ones with messages I want her to embrace, the ones with sassy, spunky girls I (mostly) want her to emulate, the ones with mothers I aspire to be for her -- like the Country Bunny. The whole world is contained between the covers of books, it seems...
Happy birthday, Monkey-girl!
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