A Little Bedtime Reading

For months now we have been reading to the baby despite the fact that she has not had fully formed ears for the vast majority of the time. For most of these readings, I have chosen the books - ranging from Goodnight Moon to Daddy Kisses. So, Thursday night Carl decided that he was going to choose the reading material. When he left the bedroom, I figured that he was going to the baby's room to choose among the nearly 100 children's books that we have on the shelf for the baby. I should know better after 4 years of marriage. No, Carl did not return with Brown Bear, Brown Bear, he returned with a prose piece written by Rilke on solitude. Calabasa then received an introductory lesson on the nature of Rilke's work and why while you may think that a piece on solitude would be pessimistic, it is actually optimistic. The lesson ended with a promise that Shelley would be next in line and that she would probably enjoy his writing even more because he tends to include more writings based on happier themes. The baby and I can hardly wait...