beef jerky

I read to my offspring during breakfast and lunch. How do I do that, you ask? Well, I don’t eat. Helps keep me Trim. Usually I read historical fiction because it’s the catalyst for some historical study or another. When the jokes were little, I kept a basket up high to bring out when they were done eating, and I wanted to continue reading. We called it the reading basket and it only came out while I read aloud at meal times. 

Contained in the basket were interesting things such as very small toys, rings, trinkets, wikki stix, tiny dollies and animals, finger puppets and the like. When the boys were the ones I was trying to keep occupied, it was miniature warfare and torture items, such as is made by playmobil. Or small T-Rexes and little people that they could attack and eat. 

My offspring always looked forward to me bringing out the reading basket, it was almost like getting to look in my jewelry box.

Other things to keep little people quiet and busy at the table while I read were drawing paper and markers, playdough, food that is difficult to chew.

You can get a whole chapter out of beef jerky.