Archive | February, 2009

Access all areas? NOT in Sydney!

28 Feb

I have so much to say about our recent trip to Sydney, especially about our foray into learning about ABR, but that will have to wait – it will be  a LONG post, and I don’t have much time here.

What I DO have time for, is a critique of the Sydney rail system. Actually, the words  ‘damning report’ might be a little more suitable!

It’s not the first time I’ve been to Sydney, but it sure was the first time I discovered just how ridiculously inaccessible the train system is for physically disabled people/parents with prams etc. And this in turn has made me realise just how incredibly GOOD access is in my home city, Melbourne.

The main problem is that at most suburban train stations there are stairs in Sydney (going UP from the platform) as opposed to ramps in Melbourne (going down from the platform). I know that they can’t totally be blamed for this design flaw, as the system was built a very long time ago. However, I am appalled by how little has been done to rectify the problem and makes things more accessible.

Unfortunately, several of our destinations required us to arrive and depart from stations with no access. This meant we needed help to get up and down each set of stairs. THANK-YOU to all the kind young gents of Sydney who offered this help (especially to the guy carrying a large guitar case over his shoulder as he helped haul 15kgs of BC + pram down the stairs!). Thanks also to the lovely ticket seller who left his booth to help us up a nearby short flight of stairs, apologising profusely as though it were entirely his fault that the stairs were there in the first place. He grumbled that they could easily have placed a ramp there instead and yes, most definitely they could have!

Unfortunately for us also, when we arrived at one of the main central train stations which DOES have lifts from every platform, the lift that we needed was out of order. I asked one of the staff if he could help us up the stairs. ‘Easier if you take a train to the next station’ he said. ‘The lifts are working there’. Easier for who?? Not us, as the station we were at was right where we wanted to go. When I then asked the staff member if HE could help us up the stairs (unfortunately there were no young Sydney gents around to offer), he pointed to BC and said ‘Just get him to get out and walk up. Then you can carry the pram’. I pointed out that he would if he could, but he can’t walk. To which he replied, ‘Well, how was I supposed to know?’. Then shrugged, and walked off. SO I carried him up the stairs myself. SIGH!

Even more unfortunately we found ourselves back at that exact same train station a few days later. I was sure there was NO way we could need the SAME platform with the broken lift, and anyway, surely the lift would be fixed? This was one of the biggest stations in the city! But nope. No lift. And yep, you guessed it. We needed to get to that same platform. Fortunately though, we found some much more helpful CityRail staff who gladly assisted us to the platform. I asked one how long the lift had been out. ‘Over a week’, he said. ‘They’ve been and looked and reckon it’ll be a lot longer too. She’s stuffed’ (Aussie speak for very broken, possibly beyond repair).

I was going to raise with him the question of why there weren’t announcements at every suburban train station heading to that platform that the lift was out of order, but realised that it was hardly his fault, and he’d been so helpful that I didn’t want to seem ungrateful. BUT I am drafting a letter to the powers that be at CityLink (and the Sydney Morning Herald) as we speak.

So, is this a case of good old Melbourne/Sydney rivalry? I don’t think so, at all. As I said, I honestly had no realisation about how GOOD access is on the Melbourne rail network until I discovered how BAD it is on the Sydney network.

And even though I’ve been mostly focusing on the physical access to and from the platform, there’s loads more. Poor signage, poor access to ramps to and from trains, less staff  for assistance – I could go on.

And you want some stats to prove my point? Well, here they are:

Train station accessibility in Melbourne – 100%

Train station accessibility on the Sydney and surrounds CityLink network – 36%

There are definitely still problems in Melbourne. A percentage of our famous city trams are hard to access because of steps and only 50% of buses are wheelchair accessible.

BUT in the 4 years since having children (and regularly using public transport) we’ve not faced as many challenges accessing transport as we did in our 4 days in Sydney. Sort it out Sydney!!!

My favourite way to spend a Friday night…

21 Feb

is NOT at the emergency department of the local hospital.

Since BC has started considering himself more of a ‘walking boy’ as I mentioned in a recent post, I’ve been waiting for the ‘fall’ that would land us at the emergency department. Come to think of it, I’ve been waiting ever since we left hospital after his birth. Firstly, I was sure there’d be seizures (and thankfully there weren’t). Then as he has become more and more mobile I have know that ONE of his many falls would end up really hurting.

Well, last night was the night.

It wasn’t much of a fall. He was on his way to the bathroom to brush his teeth, doing his ‘Spiderman’ walking (holding onto the wall for support) when he lost his balance and stumbled. It wasn’t a spectacular fall, more of a wobbly flop really, but he landed very badly with his foot underneath his bottom.

BC  rarely cries when he falls – I don’t know if that’s part of his personality, or just a consequence of having so many falls that makes it less of a traumatic event. It’s just part of his every day. So when he began to scream inconsolably, I knew that he’d really hurt himself.

So I pulled out my old First Aid Book and we went through the routine. Checked for movement, deformities etc. It seemed OK, not swollen yet, not twisted in some weird shape, just very sore. So following the book, we applied   ‘R-I-C-E’ – rest, ice, compression, elevation.

And remarkably, he fell asleep. He was so tired I guess it wasn’t that all that surprising, exhausted even more by all the tears.

But he woke an hour and a half later, even more inconsolable than before AND his foot had started swelling, so off we went to the Emergency department.

Fortunately, we live close enough to our local hospital for this to be a walk and fortunately also  it was very quiet, especially for late on a Friday night.

My last visit to an emergency room on a Friday night was in the UK and it was FULL of bloodied brawlers from nearby pubs. I will always remember hearing an inebriated and aggressive young guy tell the doctor (who had commented with concern about all the blood on his clothes) that it wasn’t his blood, but the guy he’d been punching. Instead, he said, just hurry up and check I didn’t bust a knuckle on his jaw. hhmm.

After a quiet wait of about an hour with a young girl who’d had an asthma attack and another child who was vomiting as our nearest company, the doctor had a look and was confident there wasn’t a break but he said because of BC’s lack of ‘story telling’ ability (I think that was his polite way of saying he wasn’t sure if BC was accurately displaying/conveying his actual level of pain because he can’t speak much….) he thought it best to x-ray just to be sure.

As we’re off on a plane tomorrow, I was happy to comply.

BC HATES x-rays. The site of the machine just seems to terrify him. I wonder why. He’s had several x-rays of his hips, so he knows it doesn’t hurt, but he still freaks at the sight.

X-ray over, there was no thankfully no break and we were back home after hours  with no further advice from the doctor other than ‘panadol for the pain’ and ‘come back in three days if it’s still really sore’. OH and one more thing apparently ‘we don’t believe in bandaging sprains anymore’. RIGHT. Time to get a new first aid book. Hard to keep up with the changes!

It was 1am when we got home and off to bed, tired but aware it could have been a much longer night.

Here’s hoping the sprain heals quickly and he’s back on his feet soon ;-) (preferably tomorrow when we fly North!).

See you on the other side of Sydney later in the week, when I’ll hopefully have some interesting observations about ABR therapy – we’re going to attend a seminar and to get our first assessment…..

Guest Posts from the kinder team….

18 Feb

Well, this is SORT of a guest posting…. LET me explain.

We are loving BC’s new kinder. His teacher and regular assistant are FABULOUS, CARING and PASSIONATE about what they do. It’s lovely to watch.

AND BC’s new kinder assistant is AMAZING, DEDICATED, MOTIVATED, INFORMED and just one of the nicest, most genuine people I’ve come across in recent years. She’s also the mother of a 7 year old girl with cerebral palsy, so she knows a lot about CP, inclusion and advocacy. AND she’s a lot of fun. BC told me so tonight.

One of her suggestions was for me to place an exercise book in BC’s bag so she, the teacher and the other assistant could communicate with me. I did as she asked and wrote a short paragraph in there this morning, as I was neither there to drop off or pick up BC today.

About an hour ago, as I was checking through his bag, I remembered the book, so thought I’d check to see if there were any messages left in there for me. I was expected maybe a sentence reminder or something I’d forgotten and a simple sentence about his day….

Guess what I found?  THREE pages of notes, one page from each of the staff members and even a strip of very cute photocopied pics from the day.

WOW.

I can’t tell you what this means to me. This hardest part of having a child with limited communication skills is not being able to share in experiences he’s had when I’m not around. It just hurts that he can’t TELL me what he’s done, what he’s enjoyed, what may have upset him etc.

I’ve been trying (in vain) to get BC’s child care centre to give me ANY kind of information about what he’s done during the day, things I might need to do, bring etc and I’ve had next to nothing.

So THREE WHOLE pages of notes about his third ever session of kindergarten was overwhelmingly special.

Once I read the book, I sat down with BC. We used his PODD communication book, signing and speech to talk about the activities and other things mentioned in the book, looked at the photos and talked about the different kids. WOW. He was so animated and excited. It was AWESOME.

AND just so you know what I know now, I can tell you he had a fab day today. Don’t take my word for it, here’s just a few excerpts from the book:

Ms B (our new assistant)

“He was using his communication book great. I added the word ‘dolls’ to his things list as we had water play outside (washing baby dolls). He then chose ‘sandpit’, ‘swing’ and ‘bridge’. Ms J (teacher) is happy to make a little bag to put on his walker for his communication book. She has some dinosaur material. I asked BC if he would like that he said yes. He also thanked Jenny. He is such an adorable boy and a pleasure to work with”

Ms J (teacher)

“I will take measurements for the bag and make is ASAP. BC has really enjoyed today’s session. Inside he had lots of fun in home corner, pretending to eat fruit and have afternoon tea. He had a fit of the giggles when Miss C was racing in and out of home corner and they pretended to talk on the phone. He did a fantastic job packing up the tea cups and dishes…a very happy session!”

Ms E (regular kinder assistant)

“BC raced after me to check out Miss M’s treasure and then indicated he wanted to go in the cubby house. In there he played with Master L. BC covered him up and he began to snore. BC thought this was a good idea so he got into bed and Master L covered him in a blanket and BC began to snore! It was such fun that everyone wanted to join in. He had a wonderful time”.

It’s all simple, simply stuff, but thrilling in just how ‘normal’ it is (sorry, I hate that word, but I think you get what I mean!) and I hope you can see why I am already looking forward to savouring the next instalment of his kinder diary (as I’ve decided to know call it!) on Friday……..

Brag-a-bit Tuesday

17 Feb

I am generally quick to post about things not going right, but not so good when there’s something good to share, so here’s a few things I am very proud of BOTH my boys for achieving lately:

BC:

Is no longer wearing ANY nappies. YEP, not even a night-time nappy!! When the weather hit 44c recently and not much cooler at nights, I just decided it was too hot for nappies AND can’t believe that we’ve had not one single accident since. Hoorah!!!

Is taking 6-7 almost controlled steps regularly and even though he’s still a long, long way from being an independently walking boy, he tries to maneouvre his way around by walking – holding on to things (walls, furniture, a hand, his walker, a trolley, toy lawnmower, his brother’s head etc) instead of  immediately opting for crawling.

Is talking all the time. His speech still needs an awful lot of work, but he’s developing a definite spoken vocabulary and a will to speak with a wide range of people. On the down side, he’s learnt the art of complaining – apparently his kinder bag is ‘very very very heavy’, his dinner last night was ‘very very very yukky’ and his little brother was ‘very very very very mean’ to him…. not that I am complaining about his complaining…

And my lovely little Bean:

Is FINALLY saying a few words. Still not linking any two words together, but he’s got a growing vocabulary in both English AND Indonesian letting us know what he wants which is welcome relief from his previous strategy of just screaming while I thrust all possible choices in front him and just MAYBE guessed right every now and then ;-).

Is a dancing star. He knows all the movies to most of the Wiggles songs and when we went to see live music in our local park on Sunday evening got claps and cheers as he boogied his way up the front to some funky jazz beats. I really must record some of his moves and post them. He’s very groovy ;-).

Is going to turn 2 next month. I don’t know where that time has gone, but I can’t wait to celebrate turning 2 with him. He doesn’t always get the fairest deal and I am looking forward to us having a very very special day just for him.

Lucky, Lucky, Lucky…

14 Feb

There are some days when you just feel lucky.

Nope, haven’t won lotto. Haven’t bought a house. Haven’t found a caseload of cash hidden in a suitcase and buried in the back yard. Didn’t win a competition or get an award.

Nothing special has happened at all.

It’s what’s been happening elsewhere.

Around my city there’s been terrible bushfires. At least 180 people have lost their lives and over 2000 homes were destroyed. Several whole small towns were completely destroyed.

And here we are, safe in our little home. We have our health, we have each other, we have a roof over our heads. We are lucky.

If you’re in any position to do so, this is the Red Cross Bushfire Appeal for victims.

Australians, especially those who live in the bush, are very resilient and I have no doubt that they will regroup, rebuild and move forward in their lives. But with so much loss and devastation, there are tough, tough times ahead for many families and whole communities.

On a lighter note, and in case you’ve not yet seen it, here’s the plucky little koala who shows the Australian will to survive:

A toothy problem…

11 Feb

We had a triple appointment visit to the city children’s hospital today. I like to try and bunch as many appointments at the same time as I can, so we don’t have to go as often.

First up was the dentist. BC has not got great teeth. Perhaps because he breastfed for so long, perhaps because we’ve not been as diligent brushing his teeth as we should be (honestly, it’s been a priority, but with all else he’s had to deal with, it hasn’t been priority number one!). But according to the dentist, and affirmed by quite a few sites I looked at when I got home and googled this afternoon, some kids just don’t have great teeth.

Even though his teeth aren’t looking so hot, I thought this was going to be a quick review, a pat on the back for the decay in his teeth not worsening and then on to the paediatrician.

Unfortunately, not the case.

It seems his decay has worsened and before I knew it the dentist was talking about teeth being filled, a few possibly being removed, general anaesthetics, consent forms etc etc.

My response? Well, firstly I said no GA, never! (And should admit I am well known for making exaggerated, dramatic statements like this).

Next, (as always a non-believer of any news I don’t want to hear) I asked for the second opinion of the senior supervising dentist, who, sadly, agreed with everything the other dentist had said. And told me more – more about abscesses and pain and things that could go wrong if we DIDN’T deal with the teeth decay now.

So, I signed the forms and burst into tears (I am also well known for showing dramatic displays of emotion).

Thank goodness our next appointment was with our paediatrician. I walked into her consulting room and burst into tears again, telling her I had failed BC as a parent, not brushed his teeth often enough or well enough, given him too much apple juice to drink, and personally destroyed his baby teeth through my negligence as a parent (again,  please remember, dramatic statements are my forte).

She set me straight. Told me about her own daughter who has recently had teeth removed, told me about many patients who’ve had teeth removed and again reiterated that fact about some teeth just not being that good to start with.

So, I felt better. And I feel even better now.

But I am bummed. Bummed, that I have avoided BC having a general anaesthetic and any kind of medical intervention more serious than an x-ray for 4 years and what let’s us down??? His teeth!!! His little itty bitty teeth, that one day in the not too distant future are going to fall out and go off to live with the tooth fairy…

The procedure will take place in about 3-4 months time. Plenty of time to prepare myself. And it is me that needs to prepare. I am sure BC will come through with flying colours. He’ll love all the attention. But me, I’ll be a wreck. The last time I saw him sedated in hospital he was 3 days old and his life hung in the balance.

I know, I know, overdramatic again.

I am sure it will go just fine. And once we’ve solved this toothy problem, we’ll move on to waiting for the tooth fairy ;-).

Love what you do….

6 Feb

I really don’t understand why some people actively choose to work in a job they are not really that interested in.

I’ve learnt more about the funding lady, and I don’t like it.

It’s bad enough that a woman whose entire job revolves around placing assistants to funded children believes that the funding is nothing more than a ‘bonus’ to these children, BUT it now seems she wasn’t 100% up front with me yesterday.

One of the main points she made which placated me a little yesterday that she was doing all she could to solve the problem, was to remind me how difficult it was for her to communicate with the kinder teachers because they were all on holidays. This made sense to me, somewhat.

However, I found out today, she neglected to tell me that SHE has just returned from two week holidays!?!

So, a woman whose main role it is, is to place children in kindergarten settings, was ON HOLIDAYS for the two weeks leading up to kinder starting. WHICH would be fine, if she’d done her job and everyone was placed. But they weren’t. We weren’t.

On the absolute flip side, the darling, wonderful, amazing manager of BC’s early intervention program rang me today to tell me that SHE has quite possibly sourced a keen, kind and caring assistant for BC. It’s not her job to find an assistant, but she loves her job and all the kids that are part of the program. She rang me out of hours, which means she’d been working on this problem (not HER problem) out of hours because she wanted to do whatever she could to help.

I am pleased that pretty much everyone  involved with our gorgeous boy are in their field for all the right reasons and love what they do. I just need to learn to deal with those that are there for the wrong reasons – or write letters of complaint and hopefully get them fired ;-).

So we are looking forward to finalising and meeting our new assistant next week, and I am looking forward to my overdue caffeine fix ;-).

Kinder fun! (Now THAT’S a ‘bonus’!).

5 Feb

So the first day of kinder has been and gone.

And  we had a ball.

Once I’d got used to the idea that I would be staying there for the session, I actually felt really good about it, knowing it would be a good chance to see how the class operated. And I have to say that blogging about it, made a lot of difference to how I felt too.  It’s one of the main reasons I decided to blog in the first place – to have a bit of an outlet. And well, it definitely helped this time around (as did the lovely comments I received, thanks!)

Back to the kinder room – well, there wasn’t any hokey pokebc-at-kindery, but there was singing and dancing other songs, painting, water play (he told me he could hear the sea in a shell!), puzzles, play dough, pasting, home corner and outdoor play – all of which BC joined in with, very enthusiastically. I was particularly impressed with his painting – in fact, so impressed that had he been with a different assistant, I may have felt the need to remind them to let him do all of his own work and not help him too much ;-).

There were a few (expected) comments about his walker, but not many. As I predicted, most of the children were too busy playing and finding their own way around the kinder room to pay much attention to the others. So all in all, it was a success!

But, I am still not 100% happy with the way things worked out and I do still wish I’d been given a little more notice.

So, ever the ‘passionate advocate’ for my son (that’s posh speak for pushy parent ;-)), I decided to ring the funding body myself today to find out WHY there wasn’t an additional assistant as yet.

For the most part, I was satisfied that they had been overwhelmed with funding applications and they have just had trouble filling the places on time. I was satisfied too that enough time and effort was put into trying to avoid us being put in the situation that we were put in.

However, I was somewhat baffled by the supervisor’s insistence that I shouldn’t have had to go in myself. She seemed to think that it was a preposterous solution to the problem and that the kinder should have somehow found “someone else” – even though she  couldn’t give me any idea about who this other person might be, other than suggesting an extra parent could be called in and the regular classroom assistant could assist BC….hhhmmm. When I told her that  hardly seems like a fair solution to anyone  in a brand new class of littlies, she joked ‘well, what is the assistant really doing anyway? Just putting out cups and wiping tables really’. Err….not exactly….

She also baulked at my (slightly) tongue-in-cheek suggestion that I should be paid for the hours that I spent there. Apparently, my time isn’t worth anything. Sigh!

And finally, right near the end of the call, when I was satisfied that if needed, we could pretty well get along and deal with any further problems with the ‘assistant issue’, she blew it. She made this comment “You should really consider the funding a bonus, and so should the kindergarten.”

A bonus?

Right. SO, apparently, (as I responded to her) I should consider it a ‘bonus’ that my son has the support so he can have the same access to the same education and the same experiences as other children?

Suddenly, I felt that this woman was in the wrong job.

I told her that she should really reconsider her wording when speaking to parents.

I wish I could emphasise that word ‘same’ a thousand times over.  Not special, not extra, just the same education and experiences as others.

I am still not sure how I will face her if we have to speak again. I am just so baffled that a woman in a role such as hers could make such an ill informed and offensive statement.

I could (and may still!) write another  whole post on how silly the funding system seems to work. Nothing happens all year until very late in September when applications for funding go in and then they don’t start seeking assistants until December when a) everyone’s going away for the summer b) the kinders are closed so even the teachers are aren’t for consultation and c) there’s only 6 weeks until the school year starts! Surely there’s a better way to do it???

To end on a positive note – because there were so many positives about the day (it’s the beauracracy that’s stuffed!), here’s a pic of my big boy right after his big first day.

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Independence! Yes? No. Not yet. Sigh…

3 Feb

Well, tomorrow is BC’s first day of 4 y/o kinder. We’ve been looking forward to it all summer.

His teacher has been amazing. She came to visit him at his early intervention centre, took copious notes, prepared all the paperwork for funding for an assistant and arranged a time for us to meet at the kinder with BC’s OT so we could see what alterations needed to be made, materials needed to bought etc.

We then found out a little while back that we’d got full funding for an assistant for all the hours that BC will be at kinder.

So last week, when we attended our orientation meeting, everything looked great. The room sems accessible, taps in the bathroom have been changed, his chair and other specialised equipment are all on their way. He got his little kinder t-shirt. He’s excited and he’s all ready too go.

It has all been so smooth and easy that I guess I should have known that somewhere along the way there’d be a gremlin in the works.

Well, the gremlin arrived about 15 minutes ago, by way of a phone call from BC’s teacher.

The body who are responsible for hiring and placing assistants in the classroom contacted her to say that they can’t find an assistant for BC as yet.

So now, with less than half a day’s notice, there’s not really much choice. I will have to stay at kinder with BC.  And I will need to keep staying with him until they can source someone else.

This makes me so sad.

It’s not that I mind spending time with my son. Of course not. I love hanging out with him and I can’t think of much more fun than hanging out with him painting, drawing, singing, playing…

BUT none of the other kids will have their mum staying with them. And all of the other kids will notice that BC has his mum staying with him.

I know I am probably being oversensitive and overestimating just how much all the other kids will notice on their first day/week of kinder. I know they’ll mostly be too busy finding their own place in the group to be noticing too much about other kids.

BUT there’s more. I wanted to be just like the other mums. I wanted to kiss him goodbye, go off and have a (rare!) cup of coffee in a cafe. I wanted to come back and see his excitement about his big day of independence, hear all about everything he’s done without mum, look at the pictures he’s drawn and check in his lunchbox to see what he ate. But now, instead, I’ll be there. The whole time.

So we’ll both be missing out on something special.

There’s someone else who’s missing out – and that is the would be assistant to BC. They’re missing the chance to get to know a gorgeous boy and having a lot of fun with him.

I am sure it will still be just as special when an assistant is found in the next few weeks (fingers crossed!!!) but it’s a bit of a setback that it’s notworking out that way from the very beginning.

Ever the optimist, I am always able to see a positive – and that is I will be able to see first hand how accessible the room is and how integrated the program is. I can give the teacher and classroom assistant a few tips on managine BC’s walker and show them how he usually gets things done. All this will be very beneficial and in the long term, I am sure will be good for everyone.

So….coffee’s cancelled and I’ll be digging out an old shirt which will undoubtably be covered in paint by the end of the day! Anyone else want to join me for the hokey pokey? ;-).

Books we are loving.

1 Feb

It’s been a while since I have posted about what we’ve been reading.

It’s certainly NOT because we haven’t been reading!

We read all the time. We meaning BC and I. Bean has been a little slower on the uptake and I was getting worried that he might not share his big brother’s love of books, but over the past few months, he’s started bringing me books to read and pestering me to join in when I am reading books to his brother. I am glad I didn’t push the issue with him and he’s come to love books on his own.

So here’s what we’ve been reading:

BC has fallen head over heels in love with the Charlie and Lola books. I love the pictures and the text (which is mostly dialogue) is particulary fun to read aloud. We’ve watched the TV show a few times, which is fun, but the books are way better. They are also a good transition from picture books as they have a little more writing on each page. His favourite is ‘But excuse me That is my book’. Gold Star to Lauren Child from us!

We’re also loving the adventures of Curious George. I know there’s a TV show of this too, but we’ve never seen it. The books have been around quite a while, but they are timeless, fun and cheeky – George always gives BC the giggles. His favourite (not surprisingly given his love of trains) is ‘Curious George Takes a Train’. Again, they are another good transition from picture book to story book because the text is just a little more dense.

Pamela Allen. Most of her books are great.  Little Bean loves them and BC has been been reading them since he was close to Bean’s age and still hasn’t tired of the stories. In particular, we like ‘Mr McGee and the Biting Flea’ and ‘Mr Mcgee and the Big Bag of Bread‘.

Dr Suess. How can he not be??? In particular, we love ‘Green Eggs and Ham’ and “Horton Hatches The Egg”.

And another timeless classic that I remember reading as a child has become faves around here – ‘Rosies Walk’ by Pat Hutchins. We’re also loving ‘The Wind Blew” by her as well.

Two cute books that have caught both BC and Bean’s attention lately are ‘Don’t Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus’ and ‘Don’t Let the Pigeon stay up late’.

Bob Graham. His stories are so sweet. In particular, we love ‘Max’ – the child of superheroes who takes a long time to learn to fly.

BC’s FAVOURITE books when he was very little, have recently become faves of the Little Bean too – they are two books by the wonderful Rob Campbell.  We love ‘Oh Dear’ and ‘Dear Zoo’. They truly are the most perfect lift the flap books,  ever.

And me? I have been reading LOTS lately. I recently read, and loved, Oryx and Crake by the wonderful Margaret Atwood and I am currently reading ‘The Chant of Jimmy Blacksmith’ an Australian classic. Sitting on the shelf, waiting for me to read next is Kiran Desai, ‘The Inheritance of Loss’.

OK, that’s enough from our library for now! Oh and ALL of us are always open to new suggestions!!

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