I'm trying to teach the concept of quiet time... ostensibly to bambi but really to myself... learning that I don't actually know what I'm trying to teach. Around mid morning everyday this past week or so --that moment where I'm so bored of being Storkie, Mama Koala, Mog, Baby Deer, etc that I'm tempted to get out my phone out--or, in today's case, when bambi says, "HEY! Mama! get off your phone." and I realize I've been on it for awhile. So I set a timer for thirty minutes and got her and myself a big stack of books respectively (I finished another yesterday so I get to chose a new one today--or was supposed to but she didn't nap), sat on either side of the couch with the books on top of pillows on our laps. It was mostly loud and not at all quiet but it separated activities and she sat like this for a few minutes. "Reading" aloud to herself, "One day Cece stood there waiting for herself..." entirely not what the book says and entirely exactly what quiet time is.
However this didn't prepare her properly for a nap like past quiet times have done so I'll keep tweaking.
After her nap failed cacophonously, I pretended to be a librarian at the circulation desk and let her check out her games and puzzles one at a time and put her (my) library card in a box just like the one the Seward Park librarians use. Which is how this is getting written at this moment.
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