Buddy Boy is facinated with the book Danny and the Dinosaur by Sid Hoff. I have had to read it three nights running. I think he loved the idea of a friendly dinosaur (cool! and BIG!). He always asks about where Danny's mother is at the end of the book when Danny walks home alone. Approaching his house he looks much bigger than the house, as it is in the distance, and there is no visable mother. I told him she is inside cooking dinner but he wonders why Danny went out alone, without her.
Tonight while reading aloud to him I realized that I didn't remember the whole section from page 22, where they start walking down the street, to page 33, where they visit the zoo. I have absolutely no memory of reading those pages for the last three nights. I almost asked him if we had been skipping them, but I feel certain he would have said so if that were true because he would surely notice. I have been zoning out while reading! I have been thinking about what I want to do next, as soon as he is asleep. Put in another load of laundry, knit, read my book, or blog? That is what I am pondering while I am doing a pretty good job of reading with drama and excitement. It comes from having read this book a million times to Buster and to first graders over the last 20 years. I can do it while sleeping or day dreaming. I find that a little scary. What else do I do while I'm thinking of something else? It's like having black outs while reading. Yikes! Have you ever done that?
tags: kidlit storytime