July 6th, 2013
I hope everyone had a good,safe 4th of July. It rained here so we didn't do our traditional sparklers and smoky snakes after my husband got home from work. In fact, it has rained nearly every day for at least a week and a half. Which is another good time for summer reading! Being stuck inside in the summer makes for perfect reading opportunities!
I am way behind on a couple of posts I have had planned,but it has been a busy couple of weeks. I will continue with my posts on great summer books to share with your kids. My next suggestion is Black and Blue Magic by Zilpha Keatley Snyder. I read several of her books when I was a kid, but this one, suggested to me by my sister,who also read it, has got to be my all time favourite.
These days, as I have found from reading her books to my kids, Miss Snyder's books seem like there is going to be magic involved, but there usually turns out to be a reasonable explanation for things in the end. Black and Blue Magic on the other hand, has REAL magic in it. I have always been the type who longs to fall down a rabbit hole into wonderland, or drive through a toy tollbooth and enter another world. I love that this book has magical happenings, with no chance to explain it away. It's pure imagination (No Wonka pun intended.),and I think it's good for kids to pretend and imagine.
Black and Blue Magic takes place over summer vacation and concerns 12 year old Harry Houdini Marco, a clutzy kid whose widowed mother runs a boarding house. Harry's late stage magician father wanted him to be a magician too, and was encouraged by the fortune they were given by an old fortune teller when Harry was a baby: that Harry would have great magic. Harry doesn't think he's meant for magic of any kind, until an act of kindness introduces him to a strange little man named Tarzak Mazeek. Mr. Mazeek comes to stay at the boarding house and when he leaves he gives Harry a magical gift which will change Harry's life, and through Harry, the lives of many other people.
Harry's story is funny and magical, mysterious, and touching. There's nothing terribly scary, but there are exciting moments.The book was originally published in 1966, but I think it's still in print. If not, it can be found online, and in second hand book stores. I can't find an official age recommendation for this book, but most of the people reviewing it online seem to have first read it in fourth grade. I would say if you are reading it to your child, depending on their attention span and interests you could read it earlier. Eight to 12 would be a good age range. My children are years apart, (22, 18, and 13.) so I have reread the book at least twice over the years to cover all of them. They all liked it, although maybe not as much as I did! I highly recommend Black and Blue Magic. Some of my other favourite books by Zilpha Keatly Snyder are The Velvet Room (very hard to find, but worth it. Both my girls loved it.), and The Egypt Game. Snuggle down on a rainy summer day (or night) with your kids and become friends with Harry.I think you'll all enjoy it.
Saturday, July 6, 2013
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
Summer Reading Assignment #1, 11 June, 2013: Henry Reed's Jouney by Keith Robertson
Summer
is here, and while it's great to be outside doing things in the fresh
air,it's also a great time to enjoy a good summer book! (Of course, you
can do that outside in the fresh air too!) Over the summer months I'm
going to talk about great 'summer' books to read with your kids.These
are books set during the summer, so you'll feel part of the story. I'm
in my 50's, so these are mostly books I read as a kid that I read to my
kids when they were little. Some of them may be out of print, but they
can be found at libraries,second hand bookstores,(Let's not forget to
keep real stores alive.), on Amazon, Ebay, or your favourite auction
site.
First up is a book from a whole series of 'summer' books. Henry
Reed's Journey by Keith Robertson is one of the Henry Reed series that
also includes Henry Reed, Inc.,Henry Reed's Babysitting Service,Henry
Reed's Big Show,and Henry Reed's Think Tank. They're all great books,
and you may want to start with the first one, but this is my favourite.
Henry starts out the first book as a 13 year old, son of a diplomat, who has travelled the world. Because he has never spent time in the U.S. Henry's father thinks it would be a good idea for Henry to spend the summer with his aunt and uncle in Grover's Corner,New Jersey, where Henry's mother grew up. Grover's Corner is a very small 'hole in the road' town of only a few houses, but Henry still manages to have adventures, even if they are unintentional.(Henry's uncle often chuckles and shakes his head, noting how something always seems to happen when Henry is around.) Henry Reed's Journey finds Henry flying into California, having been invited to travel across country with a family he befriended in Grover's Corner the previous summer. Henry spends a lot of his time searching for fireworks to buy, but he and his friend Midge still find time to start a gold rush, become honorary Native Americans, win an art competition,take in a parakeet and some horned toads, and create a commotion of one kind or another nearly everywhere they go. Remember that these books were written between 1958 and 1986, so a few references may not be familiar to your kids---or even to you! (For instance, at one point Midge is sure she has spotted movie star Tab Hunter.) But usually it doesn't matter, and if it does,that's what the internet is for, right?! Also, some things are outdated or politically incorrect these days:Native Americans are referred to as Indians, and Henry is a chauvinist. But you can use these as points to discuss the cultural differences of the times. Besides, Henry's chauvinist ideas are supposed to sound ridiculous. (It's very obvious that Henry's friend Midge is quite a match for him,intellectually, creatively,and otherwise.) The books are funny and clever and easily enjoyed by both kids and parents. The target age range for the books is supposedly 9 to 11,but depending on your child's interest I think you could start them a bit younger, and of course, I still enjoy rereading Henry every now and then! And what better way to kill some time on a hot, sweaty, summer car trip than to read about one?
Henry starts out the first book as a 13 year old, son of a diplomat, who has travelled the world. Because he has never spent time in the U.S. Henry's father thinks it would be a good idea for Henry to spend the summer with his aunt and uncle in Grover's Corner,New Jersey, where Henry's mother grew up. Grover's Corner is a very small 'hole in the road' town of only a few houses, but Henry still manages to have adventures, even if they are unintentional.(Henry's uncle often chuckles and shakes his head, noting how something always seems to happen when Henry is around.) Henry Reed's Journey finds Henry flying into California, having been invited to travel across country with a family he befriended in Grover's Corner the previous summer. Henry spends a lot of his time searching for fireworks to buy, but he and his friend Midge still find time to start a gold rush, become honorary Native Americans, win an art competition,take in a parakeet and some horned toads, and create a commotion of one kind or another nearly everywhere they go. Remember that these books were written between 1958 and 1986, so a few references may not be familiar to your kids---or even to you! (For instance, at one point Midge is sure she has spotted movie star Tab Hunter.) But usually it doesn't matter, and if it does,that's what the internet is for, right?! Also, some things are outdated or politically incorrect these days:Native Americans are referred to as Indians, and Henry is a chauvinist. But you can use these as points to discuss the cultural differences of the times. Besides, Henry's chauvinist ideas are supposed to sound ridiculous. (It's very obvious that Henry's friend Midge is quite a match for him,intellectually, creatively,and otherwise.) The books are funny and clever and easily enjoyed by both kids and parents. The target age range for the books is supposedly 9 to 11,but depending on your child's interest I think you could start them a bit younger, and of course, I still enjoy rereading Henry every now and then! And what better way to kill some time on a hot, sweaty, summer car trip than to read about one?
Monday, June 10, 2013
A Review of the Disney Store Merida Doll From Brave
Monday
was my oldest daughter Emma's 22nd birthday, so we took a trip to the
'Big City' for shopping and a meal at The Cheesecake Factory. The meal
was good, except I confirmed my suspicion that the only vinaigrette
dressing I like really is the blueberry vinaigrette on the Bar Harbour
salad at Red Lobster. (I love that stuff!) The shopping was mostly for
clothes, (Although we did do Barnes and Noble),which is always a bit of a
drag for me,since I am too fat and old for the clothes in the stores my
daughter's shop in. Not that I don't like the clothes, I just don't
like the me I have to put in them. (I like 'me' fine, by the way, just
not the look of me. But I'm working on that.) If I fit in any of the
clothes I wouldn't be so depressed by clothes shopping.I did some
serious dieting
last year and lost about 40 pounds. Some of it threatens to come back
every now and then, but I have been able to keep it at bay and not gain
any permanent pounds back so far.I've set a date (The day after my Dad's
90th birthday, in about 2 weeks),to start my diet up again in earnest. I
have a lot more weight to lose and this time I need to gain some muscle
too. For the first time ever, losing weight left me somewhat saggy last
time. Age is catching up with me!
Here I am in the 80's with my big Merida hair. Please try to ignore the unfortunate patch of sunshine on my nose! (And mouth, and chin...)
Anyway, while we were shopping we came across the Disney Store in the
mall. Gone are the days when any of my children actually want to go in
the Disney Store I guess. It was only last birthday that it was Emma's
idea to go in the Disney Store, and if they had had a cool Muppet, don't
think she wouldn't still buy it. But this time it was me who asked to
go in. They agreed somewhat reluctantly (time was an issue). I wanted to
see if they had any cool Muppets too. Other than that, I really wanted
to see the Animator's Collection dolls. I've seen pictures online and
they looked really cute. I found out that in person they are still cute,
and my favourites were Merida (I love that expression.) and Mulan.Plus I
wanted to see what other really good dolls they had, especially the 11"
Merida, from Brave. I have been wanting a Merida doll since they came
out. (I wouldn't say no to her mother, either.) I wanted a Rapunzel from
Tangled too.Then I recently went through a box of dolls I bought last
summer but haven't done anything with yet,and found that I had one all
along! She has the jointed wrists too, so I'm set. I saw the 17"
talking Merida, and she is nice. In fact, I was looking at her when I
noticed the 11" Meridas that were on sale for $8! I totally embarrassed
my daughters by suddenly exclaiming, "Eight dollars?! Eight dollars!" My
husband started looking at them with me,(as my daughters scolded me for
my outburst). Then my daughters said, "Just buy your wife one so she'll
shut up." Aren't they sweet? Luckily my husband really is sweet, and
for $8 he could almost afford to be. He helped me pick out a good one,
and here she is.
They had varying amounts of blush on various parts of their faces. My youngest, Ivy doesn't approve of my choice. She thinks blush on her forehead is going too far, but I liked the ruddiness on the bridge of her nose.
The regular line of Merida dolls sold elsewhere are always super pale, which I also like. (I told my husband that I still want one of those Meridas too, and if I find one at a yard sale I still won't hesitate to buy it.) These Merida dolls have a more natural complexion, but still not as Ruddy as the character was animated in the movie. The eyes look slightly crossed, but she looks that way in the movie too.
I like that she has a bow and arrow, but why is the bow sort of flesh coloured? Look at it compared to her hand.
Ivy also complained that she has only one arrow. "Who only has one arrow?"
Maybe she has been shooting? Maybe she lost them. It's not going to be very much fun for the child who gets this doll and tries to fire the arrow. How long before they lose that one and have nothing to shoot? I know when I was a kid I would have been making her shoot that arrow. (Ivy says, "Who are you kidding? You were trying to do it now.") At least if they had given her more arrows there would be more of a chance she'd have some left. It wouldn't have added more than a couple of pennies to the cost of making the doll.So that's a thought.
Here are some points:
She has jointed wrists, so she can be posed as if she were shooting the arrow. Or whatever...
They had varying amounts of blush on various parts of their faces. My youngest, Ivy doesn't approve of my choice. She thinks blush on her forehead is going too far, but I liked the ruddiness on the bridge of her nose.
The regular line of Merida dolls sold elsewhere are always super pale, which I also like. (I told my husband that I still want one of those Meridas too, and if I find one at a yard sale I still won't hesitate to buy it.) These Merida dolls have a more natural complexion, but still not as Ruddy as the character was animated in the movie. The eyes look slightly crossed, but she looks that way in the movie too.
I like that she has a bow and arrow, but why is the bow sort of flesh coloured? Look at it compared to her hand.
Ivy also complained that she has only one arrow. "Who only has one arrow?"
Maybe she has been shooting? Maybe she lost them. It's not going to be very much fun for the child who gets this doll and tries to fire the arrow. How long before they lose that one and have nothing to shoot? I know when I was a kid I would have been making her shoot that arrow. (Ivy says, "Who are you kidding? You were trying to do it now.") At least if they had given her more arrows there would be more of a chance she'd have some left. It wouldn't have added more than a couple of pennies to the cost of making the doll.So that's a thought.
Here are some points:
She has jointed wrists, so she can be posed as if she were shooting the arrow. Or whatever...
Her dress is very similar to the dress she wore in the movie, although
I see it more as wool, or maybe velvet, but it definitely shouldn't be
shiny. I know the toy companies think little girls want everything to be
shiny and pretty, but even as a kid I wanted things to be as realistic
as possible. There must be kids like that out there too.And there are
beautiful things that aren't shiny and tacky. They could have put
some fake laces at the bust where her dress laced up too. Come on.Make
it like the real one!
Her cape is pretty cool. Love the little clasp detail.
Her hair is darker than in the movie, and darker than most of the regular line of Merida dolls. I love Merida's hair. I used to have Merida's hair.
Her cape is pretty cool. Love the little clasp detail.
Her hair is darker than in the movie, and darker than most of the regular line of Merida dolls. I love Merida's hair. I used to have Merida's hair.
Here I am in the 80's with my big Merida hair. Please try to ignore the unfortunate patch of sunshine on my nose! (And mouth, and chin...)
Apart from the colour, they don't make it curly all over
like it should be. In the movie the curls are smaller and all over her
head, but the dolls just have big curls about halfway down. And I just
know this hair is going to be stiff and probably parted in the back semi
permanently, from the way they have it all pulled to the front to make
it look full in the box.
They make it almost impossible to get her out of the box. In order to
take out all the stitches and twisties and tape to take her out you have to take the
whole box apart. This is why very few kids will still have the box to
this one!
And here she is out of the box, looking slightly perplexed.
Her hair isn't quite as stiff as it looked. It did have that part in
the middle though. With some careful combing I managed to get it to join
together, but it still wants to part there.
And here she is out of the box, looking slightly perplexed.
Kids would probably ruin the curls trying to fill that
hole. With all the stiffness in the hair combing is probably going to
create a frizzed out mess
She's more jointed than I thought she'd be. Besides her
neck, shoulders, and hips, she's also jointed at the elbows, wrists,
knees, and ankles. Her head is on sort of a ball joint, because she can
look up, down, and around a bit, and not just side to side. I forgot to take pictures of this, but it's only my second post. I'll get better.
For being so jointed she's not as poseable as she could have been. She can't get her hands very near her face for example.
For being so jointed she's not as poseable as she could have been. She can't get her hands very near her face for example.
I read somewhere that you can file down the inside edges of the joints (where they rub together when the joints are bent) so that the joints can bend further. It looked like it worked pretty well on the before and after pictures they showed of the doll they tried it on. I haven't tried it, but I might experiment on a Liv doll.
She could also have done with a waist joint, like a Liv doll for example. And when she sits her legs go out to the sides. (Not a very ladylike pose.)
Her bow is just strung with string, not elastic, so you really can't shoot the arrow. I'm very disappointed!
Just for the heck of it, here's a doll I'm making that my husband keeps calling "The 'Brave' girl". She's not very pretty, but she has personality...and some awesome hair.
She could also have done with a waist joint, like a Liv doll for example. And when she sits her legs go out to the sides. (Not a very ladylike pose.)
Just for the heck of it, here's a doll I'm making that my husband keeps calling "The 'Brave' girl". She's not very pretty, but she has personality...and some awesome hair.
You can't really tell in these pictures, but her eyes are glossed so they look wet like real eyes, and her mouth is actually open, not just painted that way.
I gripe about the inaccuracies of the Merida doll, but I realize no one is ever going to make a doll exactly like the character looked in a movie. Usually you would have to combine the qualities of a lot of doll versions of the character to get one that came really close. Toy companies seem to spread the accurate points around; one doll with the right hair, one with the right dress, one with the right face, etc. This is why collectors took the head from the Audrey Hepburn doll and used it to replace the head of the Barbie as Eliza Doolittle dolls. The same thing happened with the Mattel Scarlett O'Hara doll head, and the Barbie as Scarlett costumes. All in all I really like this Merida doll. I think kids who love the movie character will think she comes pretty close to the animated version. I just still wish I could shoot that arrow...
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Introduction.
You may have heard that there are as many reasons people 'collect' as there are people who collect. That sounds about right to me. There was a time, (Which my husband never tires of rubbing in.) that I said I didn't collect dolls. I wasn't denying that I had a...few. I was only saying that I didn't collect dolls specifically. In that respect it's still true. I have a bit of a 'collection' of a lot of different things. Too many for my own good. (What even counts as a 'collection'? More than one? More than two? More than a hundred?) For example:Vinyl records? I have a ton.Beatles stuff? Don't even get me started on that one. I have a lot of pretty art postcards. I amassed quite a few pigs of various mediums at one point. Later I somehow started buying vintage aprons and ladies hankies. I have a lot of children's books with beautiful illustrations. I have a gigantic cache of vintage fabric (Because, "Someday I'm going to make myself a quilt."Yeah.) The last few years I've been working on autographs of old movie stars.(Latest: William Powell, from my husband last Christmas.) And of course,all those dolls. At some point I had to say, "Ok. I collect dolls." It's one of those things you kind of grudgingly admit, because people look at you funny. Collect paintings and people think you must be intelligent and rich. Collect souvenir spoons and people don't pay much attention. But tell them you collect dolls and they want to run screaming into the night. To a great amount of people there's just something creepy about a grownup who 'plays with toys'. Especially dolls, which tend to spook people because they have faces, eyes that some people can't stand to have 'staring' at them.People are much harder on doll collectors than people who have model trains or antique tin toys. In fact, they're harder on collectors of 'girls toys' all around. Guys can get away with so much more. I even noticed that when my oldest child was in her early teens, and still enjoying her dolls, that she was looked on with much more criticism than boys who still had action figures or adults who play video games. I look at it this way. Dolls are art too, just like paintings and sculpture. In fact, dolls start life as sculpture. Somebody has to sculpt that original mold for those dolls. And they manage to instill those dolls with personality and character. That's not easy. It is, in fact, an art. I see dolls as another thing I like to look at, like those illustrations or vintage aprons. Some of them are appreciated for their beauty, some for their whimsey, some because they are just so incredibly cute, they are just irresistible. And some, like my Little Miss No Name appeal to me and creep my husband out so badly he can't stand to look at her. It's just like falling in love: there is no reasoning out why something appeals to some people and not to others. I like Little Miss No Name because she looks like she needs to be loved. I think her big sad eyes are cute. She makes me feel needed! (My husband is not necessarily comfortable with this method of choosing what I love. It doesn't do much for his ego.) I suppose some people are bothered by the way some doll collectors 'relate' to their dolls. The problem seems to be that dolls look like people. They are replicas of real living things, so people tend to...treat them like they're alive sometimes. Sometimes it's hard to look at those faces and not see a personality. You just KNOW what that little person would say if they could. Some people just carry that to the next stage. I don't tend to give personalities to my collection very often. Almost the only dolls I have that have personalities are my childhood dolls, (Because that's what kids do with dolls. They bring them to life. Except this one friend I have. She thought it was so weird when my oldest was a little girl, playing with her dolls and making them talk. She thought that was completely freaky. "Didn't you make your dolls talk when you were little?!" "No!" "Well what did you do with them?" "I dressed them." Well you must have had a ball.), and the dolls I have that I played with, with my kids when they were little.(They insisted I bring my dolls in to play. Of course they had to have personalities then. As a creative person who once longed to be an actress, that wasn't hard for me to get into! Then they insisted I needed my own doll house. I kept saying no, no. I don't need that. Then I found a big Barbie sized wooden dollhouse at a garage sale for $3...So then I created a family of dolls. And then another one.You know how things can snowball sometimes. Now my kids have outgrown dolls and I have no one to play with any more!)
I just like having things that I like. That's the only qualification for something getting in my 'collection'. I'm not limiting myself to any specific type of doll... or anything else. If it makes me happy, that's the only criteria.And I suppose that's all that matters when somebody asks me if I collect dolls. I shouldn't worry that they're going to think I'm one of those 'weird doll people'. What do I care? It makes me happy.
I just like having things that I like. That's the only qualification for something getting in my 'collection'. I'm not limiting myself to any specific type of doll... or anything else. If it makes me happy, that's the only criteria.And I suppose that's all that matters when somebody asks me if I collect dolls. I shouldn't worry that they're going to think I'm one of those 'weird doll people'. What do I care? It makes me happy.
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