I'm living on the edge here in my bubble of bubby bliss this week.
Breaking more of 'the rules' and not giving a ....
I love how having real live actual children of my own has made me completely reassess
my (often haughty, taughty, idealistic, unrealistic) ideas about parenthood.
I love that I break my own preconceived 'rules' on a regular basis.
The teacher component of me truly believes that it is not that difficult to fashion
a home made costume depicting a genuine character from a decent book.
You know, a literary gem by Mem Fox, Pamela Allen, Eric Carle or another recognised author.
This teacher doesn't see the need for commercial costumes or commercial characters.
This teacher thinks parents cop out buying costumes or allowing television characters
to be substituted for the real deal during Book Week celebrations.
This parent put the finishing touches on Magoo's costume for his pre kindy dress-up day on the weekend.
On Thursday, Magoo will be wearing my crapola mummy-made version of 'Murray'.
You know, from 'The Wiggles'.
That wonderful piece of literary genius - from the media/television!!
Despite an overflowing dress up box, bulging bookshelves and many firm favourites that I strongly approve of
- the boy keeps coming back to Murray and his silly guitar!
Maybe if I take the cute baby in for show and tell all will be forgiven?!
|The Book Week bandit prepares to strike|
See Teach - there IS a book to
use as a pitiful excuse refer to!
Are you a hypocrite too?
Does your professional opinion contrdict your parental opinion?