A few weeks ago, I came across the children’s book, A Bad Case of Stripes. The book was originally published in 1998. Why has it taken us so long to discover it? Well, in 1998, I was knee-deep in wedding planning, and had no kids, so that’s my story and I’m sticking to it. But now you can enjoy this title along with us.
With a message.
What more could you want from a children’s book?
And I think what I love most of all?
Is that it doesn’t talk down to children. I hate children’s books that purposely water down the “big words” so younger children can fully understand it. Why not use some larger words, and create moments for kids to ask what the word means? Give them credit. Or even more credit.
When Nick was much younger, two years old, my Dad would hear me talking to him and tell me “He’s not going to understand what you just said. He doesn’t know those words.”
But that’s just it. If you always speak at exactly their current level, there is nothing to reach for.
I would much rather have a child stretch for bigger words, bigger meanings, bigger storylines. Than talk down to them.
Not so much that they sound far older than their years.
But just enough.
We.never.did.babytalk. Personally, can’t stand it.
This book is geared towards four-year-olds and up, and speaks to them intelligently.
And the fact that there’s a good, solid message in this book too? About not putting too much stock in what other people think? About it being ok to possibly like something slightly different? About being true to yourself?
A solid lesson for any age.
We’ve read it several times since it arrived in the mailbox, and it’s quickly becoming a new favorite.
I already have a second copy for my niece’s upcoming birthday.
Need something new to read to your own kids? You’ve been served.
Tomorrow? Pinterest Party details. With oodles of excellent recipes for you to try.
Wednesday? Eat.Live.Be. And a new recipe.
Thursday? March 2012 goal, show and tell.
Friday? Details on a NYC exhibit for kids and grown-ups alike.