Fact and Fiction

A few random stories from Lucasland…

The Mastermind has become a major reader. He’s plowing through two or three chapter books a day right now. It makes me a little nostalgic to watch him get completely lost in books, as that’s exactly how I was at his age. I used to read everywhere, from the kitchen table to the bathroom. And Xander does too. He wakes up in the morning, grabs a book and parks himself on the couch. It’s great, but he’s been almost disconcertingly quiet lately. And I have to keep warning him to stop reading while he’s walking down the stairs.

I’ve given him a few books I read over and over as a kid, like Tales of a Fourth-Grade Nothing and the Encyclopedia Brown series. He’s big into mysteries. But his favourite series right now is Geronimo Stilton, which is about a rodent journalist who reluctantly winds up in crazy adventures. He got a huge stack of them out of the library on Tuesday and he’s already finished it off.

There’s close to 50 Geronimo Stilton books so I’m sure they’ll keep him occupied for a while, but if anyone has suggestions on good series for six-year-olds I’d love to hear them.

Meanwhile, the Whirlwind has developed into quite the little storyteller. I was eavesdropping outside the boys’ bedroom the other night as he was telling Xander about his preschool. According to Oscar, his classroom has secret trap doors and hidden cannons in the walls. His curriculum includes regular light sabre duels and lots of misfortunes involving people’s guts.

“And there’s this one kid in my class who doesn’t have a head!” he exclaimed.

Either he’s got one terrific imagination, or we accidentally signed him up for Indiana Jones preschool. But I think he could hold his own there anyway.

"And then I got chased by a moose!"

Last week we attempted family pictures for the second time with the six of us. Last year we managed to get five of us looking at the camera at one time, but Maliah wanted nothing to do with the whole procedure. This year we were hoping for mild improvement, though we didn’t have overly high expectations.

We walked in, Gideon took one look at the big lights and freaked out. It took a whole lot of convincing to get him to look at the scary photographer (a blonde girl who might have been 20). By the time we got him into it, Maliah was bored. Meanwhile, the older boys insisted on making scary faces and secret agent poses the whole time.

We finally ended up with something passable… everyone’s facing the same way and nobody’s crying, though Gideon seems stunned and Xander and Oscar look like they’ve been photoshopped in from the cover of Spy Kids Monthly. But it’s a step in the right direction anyway.

Maybe someday we’ll get one flawless photo. Though that wouldn’t really be an accurate reflection of our family anyway.

This is not actually our family photo. But it's not far off.

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