Living and Learning in the Pacific Northwest
After walking on the railroad tracks the other day we read The Boxcar Children by Gertrude Chandler Warner. Throughout the day, Hunter kept asking me to “Read!” The story captured his imagination so much that he woke up in the middle of the night and came into my room talking about boxcars and such. I can’t remember exactly what now because I was half-asleep. This morning, I asked his favorite book and he said, “The Boxcar Children!!” This book has nudged out “The Invention of Hugo Cabret” by Brian Selznick as his favorite book. He said Henry is his favorite character in the book because he goes to work and runs fast.
Hunter is a care-giver. The other day in the mountains, the same day we started The Boxcar Children, Chandler (3) scratched his foot and cried because we didn’t have band-aids with us. Hunter tended his scratch (his idea, I was going to leave it be) with some tissue for a wound dressing. Minutes later, Chandler fell and cried, so Hunter helped him “out of the woods.” Thirty minutes later, Chandler is fretting over this small amount of brush. Hunter helped make Chandler happy by catching newts for him. After they caught newts, Chandler forgot all about the brush and the mud and his scratches. I have to say that I am proud of our real-life Henry as a son and a brother.