Before we left for Alaska, we were working our way through the Julie books from American Girl--thank you, Heidi!
After Alaska, though, we decided to move onto a different set of Julie books--the ones by Jean Craighead George who wrote one of my all-time favorite books as a child, My Side of the Mountain. Love, love, love that book.
Julie is an eskimo girl lost in the tundra and becomes part of a wolf pack to survive. I've read them before, but it's been a long time, and it seems new to me too. The girls are really enjoying it--despite the fact that there's almost no dialog and lots of descriptions of the tundra.
We've also been watching movies--or TV shows on DVD--in the afternoons when the pool is out. (Yesterday we tried to go twice, but it was windy and cloudy and kept trying to rain.)
My girls are insane for The Brady Bunch--and we've been getting it from Netflix. Yesterday's disc included their Grand Canyon adventure--remember that one? Bobby and Cindy wander off and meet an Indian boy whose grandfather adopts them into the tribe.
Audrey and Emma just crack up. And I'm loving it just as much as I did in 1979.
I also introduced them to Fame--which I loved as a kid. Of course, I have to get up and sing at the beginning of every episode!
And I've been watching The Hardy Boys/Nancy Drew Mysteries. I've watched the first two discs in the first season--still no Nancy Drew. But Shaun Cassidy has been singing "Da Do Run Run" and that sends me straight back to a memory of singing and dancing in someone's basement when I was about nine years old.
The girls have watched bits and pieces here and there with me, but it's a little too scary for them--suspenseful music and dark basements send them running for cover.