The Best One Yet
I have to say, folks, Maria Scrivan’s “Nat” novels are getting better and better. Yesterday (at our elementary school’s literacy night, actually) I finished the third and newest one, Absolutely Nat; it’s the classic kid-at-summer-camp story, complete with Nat’s deathly fear of the purported lake monster. The illustrations were fabulous in the details (I loved Walter!!!), and the interrelations among the kids were varied and meaningful (in the best sense). I expect my graphic-novel-obsessed-12-year-old to love this one.
In other news, we spent last Friday and Saturday night in Kanosh with friends, leaving us to start the week extra tired. That same 12-year-old has been rehearsing for months for “Frozen Jr.”, and she has a performance every night this week (plus a Saturday matinee); I get to braid her hair and give her a bit of make-up before running her to the junior high by 5:30, and having us both tired to begin with has been less than ideal…
Anyway. I was totally going to finish and post this last night, but my 7-year-old threw up in her bed somewhere in the vicinity of 10 pm, and so that’s what the rest of my night was about. (It’s possible she hasn’t dry-heaved since 4:30-ish this morning, at least.) I’m going to pass Absolutely Nat on to my girlies today and try to function as best I can on the amount of sleep I had, so adios, amigos!