(Ben loves books, too. Political thrillers: Clancy, Thor, Baldacci. I'm not a fan. But I love him, anyway.)
Love them. LOVE THEM.
Especially when they offer snipits of truth.
Actually, it's a communicating truth that happens to work as a mother.
Like the one I read today,
Elissa's mouth hung open in utter disbelief. "How? I am strong and healthy. You said so yourself! My life wasn't in danger!"
"Yes, it was, child. And thanks to me, you are living." Nana spoke in such a calm, matter-of-fact tone of voice that Elissa's burst of anger, having nothing to stoke it, rapidly dissipated . . .
Too true, don't you think?
So, if you want to be a good mom, read books, right?
Especially the ones that prevent you from doing anything you SHOULD do,
like showering, cooking dinner, cleaning,
mothering . . .oops.
Okay, so reading and good mothering don't always go hand in hand.
But dissipating anger with a calm voice . . .