Nana and Rowan

Rowan has recently been able to spend some time with his great grandmother, my Nana. Here they are reading a few weeks ago.

My Nana was an amazing person, and an inspiration to me. She went to university at a time when not many women did. She was a pharmacist and co-ran a small business, at the same time as having four children under 9. She made legendary Anzac biscuits. She had a big family of children, grand-children and one great-grandchild, Rowan. How lucky he is to have known her, and to have shared with her some good books.

Frank and wordless…

Following on from my post earlier in the week on Andy Griffiths’ memories of Struwwelpeter, it has been  interesting for me to think about whether sometimes we might consciously or subconsciously protect children from books that we think are scary or gross in some way. And how an adult sense of  humour and sensitivity to these things is different from that of a little person.

Not nearly as gruesome as Struwwelpeter but still somewhat ‘frank’ are two wordless Pamela Allen books Rowan is loving at the moment: Simon Did and Watch Me. He started to read these at Nanou’s house and has borrowed them to read over and over at home. (Unfortunately both are now out of print, but could still be available at libraries.)

In Simon Did, Simon is at the zoo, where he boldly disobeys the sign that reads ‘DO NOT FEED THE ANIMALS’. Some unfortunate consequences ensue including, in the end, Simon being swallowed himself. Rowan loves reciting the words of the sign, and doesn’t seem at all perturbed by the messy ending for Simon.

In Watch Me, each page of the story pictures a little boy doing a trick on his bike – no hands, standing on one foot, etc – as he rides faster and faster down the hill. He hits a stone, and comes tumbling over the handlebars, and the closing page shows him in tears with a serious bump on his head. Being wordless, the illustrations are central to the meaning, and the bike’s increasing speed is cleverly shown by the steepness of the hill and by the ears of his companion dog which fly back at an increasing rate. It’s no coincidence that ‘Watch me, Mama!’ has recently become part of Rowan’s vocabulary in daily use…

No happy ending in either of these books – in fact you might even imagine they could induce some nightmares – yet Rowan loves them. Any other gruesome or miserable endings in books you’re surprised little people are enjoying?

Toddler ‘reading’

Spring at our place too – here is a photo of Rowan in our yard. (He’s wearing a T-shirt from the Justine Clarke concert – is anyone else humming ‘I like to sing’ like I am constantly…? For a fitting review of the concert, hop over to House’n'Baby.)

Anyway, have recalled that way back when we first started this blog, I predicted that Monkey and Me would be the first book Rowan would ‘read’ to us. Well, I was close, but not quite right.

The last two nights he has ‘read’ (using a combination of memory and picture association) Orange Pear Apple Bear by Emily Gravett. And he’s pretty chuffed about it.

Would love to hear about the first books that other toddlers have ‘read’ – tell us in the comments!

Robert Ingpen’s Pinocchio

My sister Jane returned from Italy in time for Rowan’s birthday. She gave him a gorgeous Italian-inspired birthday present – a copy of the Robert Ingpen illustrated Pinocchio and a gorgeous Pinnochio print for his room. She even found a Pinocchio card – which would also look gorgeous in a frame.

Robert Ingpen has illustrated a range of classics for Templar Publishing and they are beautiful productions. Lou reviewed The Wind in the Willows here, and I gave Rowan a copy of Ingpen’s Peter Pan for his first birthday. The illustrations are so fitting, and after reading one, you almost forget there could possibly be any other version of illustration for these stories. Soft and dreamlike, they imbue a sense of old-world charm. The fact that Robert Ingpen is Melbourne born and bred is icing on the cake for me!

I love endpapers, and these Pinocchio endpapers are some of the nicest I’ve seen in a while.

On Sunday he ate through several chocolate cakes…

One of our favourite toddlers had his 2nd birthday party on Sunday, and you can imagine my joy when his beautiful cake was brought out…

A Very Hungry Caterpillar cake! What a creative and practical idea – individual cupcakes is such a good option, and arranging them into a shape is brilliant. The varying shades and textures of green were so evocative of Eric Carle’s illustrations. And candle antennae – what can I say?!

Nuwan and Rowan lined up and could hardly wait to try the chocolate cakes and strawberries.

Thanks to chef Joey, photographer Bryan and mum Nicci for sharing these pics.

Goodnight noises everywhere

I’m a little ashamed to say this, but we didn’t have a copy of Goodnight Moon on our shelves until I bought a copy for Rowan this week. First published in 1947, I’m actually not sure whether this title was very prominent in Australia when I was growing up. It isn’t one I remember from my childhood, or even from my early bookselling days. Don’t know if I was under a rock – maybe other Aussies can shed some light…

I’m confident the same couldn’t be said of US readers, as the book seems to be have been a hugely popular classic there. It is of course very popular here now too. Numerous ‘celebrity mom’ citings of Goodnight Moon verge on the off-putting (especially if you have a perverse streak like me). Anyone from Hilary Clinton to Tori Spelling seems keen to mention Goodnight Moon. Even ‘our’ Cate and Naomi are fans.

At first reading, the text of Goodnight Moon may almost seem a little glib. But you soon realise its charm. The rhyming, lilting text is mesmerising and the repetition of the words and illustrations is just so comforting. It is the quintessential bedtime story.

The book got a resounding nod of approval from Rowan. He is going through a stage at the moment when he often resists new books, especially at bedtime when he refuses anything unfamiliar. But he picked up Goodnight Moon with some curiousity and happily listened to a first reading and then requested THREE further readings.

There’s a lovely post over on Collecting Children’s Books discussing the identity of the ‘quiet old lady’ who features in Goodnight Moon. Worth reading, especially if you remember the story from when you were young.

Maisy: an oldie but a goodie

Once a series like Maisy takes off and becomes a feature in every discount and department store, it’s easy to forget what made you love her in the first place.

And while the monopolisation of series like Maisy in chain store aisles undoubtedly takes shelf space away from the huge variety of other creative and talented authors out there, it is nice to know that there is a quality children’s book available very accessibly.

I love Lucy Cousin’s bold colours in all her books and the clever use of concepts that appeal to babies and toddlers. In the pop-up and lift-the-flap editions of Maisy in particular, the illustrations are always a little bit quirky, and reveal something unexpected.

Rowan knows ‘Maisy’ as ‘Mimi’ ‘cos he has a Maisy DVD where you can select the language, and I’ve only ever played it to him in French. (One day he’ll get me back for doing things like that…) I know some mums who find the character dialogue in the Maisy animated series annoying. But what I only just discovered is that the character voices and sound effects were recorded in London by Australia’s own comedy duo, The Umbilical Brothers. That puts it in a new light!

For Melbourne Maisy lovers, Readings stores have a promotion this month, giving away a mini Maisy plush toy with every hardback Maisy book purchase. (We bought Maisy at the Farm, pictured here.)

And speaking of oldies but goodies, check out this lovely post on Media Macaroni titled Why Charlie and Lola Makes Me Want to Procreate.