Wednesday, December 10th, 2008 « A Mother’s Journal

Mrs. Peter Rabbit

By Lynn, on December 10th, 2008%

“Little Mrs. Peter Rabbit, who used to be Little Miss Fuzzytail, sat at the edge of the dear Old Briar-patch, anxiously looking over toward the Green Forest. She was worried.”

“There was no doubt about it. Little Mrs. Peter was very much worried. Why didn’t Peter come home? She did wish that he would be content to stay close by the dear old Briar-patch. For her part, she couldn’t see why under the sun he wanted to go way over to the Green Forest. He was always having dreadful adventures and narrow escapes over there, and yet, in spite of all she could say, he would persist in going there.”

From The Adventures of Prickly Porky by Thornton W. Burgess.

Thus we traveled last night on another new bedtime reading adventure. We opted for something light. Something fun. Something about animals.

And while we are talking about animals, please excuse the disheveled look of old Bunny in the picture above. He has been loved by four near-grown children and has had many bold adventures himself.

If you just cannot get enough of animals with big personalities, who talk and interact with each other in their forest and prairie homes, you’ll probably enjoy this sweet little book.

There’s even a Thornton W. Burgess Society, I was pleased to discover. You will find some very pretty coloring pages at their website, information about the society, and more.

Unit-study-wise, we are following after, in a most relaxed fashion, the sword and the snowflake. What is that? you might ask.

Well, Joseph and I are beginning a study of Shakespeare and Hamlet. Though it’s been in my mind for forever, it seems, we still have not read anything by Shakespeare. It’s time. The child graduates in 2009.

Princess of the Universe and I are currently rowing Snowflake Bentley (Caldecott Medal Book), using Five in a Row for lesson plans, of course.

I am just anxious to see how the two intersect, because I know they will.

Last of all, you might want to visit the HomeMade DollHouse to see what the dolls are up to. Picture a little general store in Vermont where the snow is piled up underneath the windows and they sell candy canes and sleds. (I love how the doll house gets tied into school.)