I understand that when I was little, there were things that I did or didn't need to do to promote healthy development - I understand not being allowed to watch NCIS because my brain couldn't process the montage. I understand that I couldn't have rice and sweet potatoes because my stomach couldn't digest them yet. I understand that high-contrast board books were good visual stimulation. So what I don't understand is why now, after doing everything mommy asked me to or not to do (for the most part), she still won't let me read more advanced books. In fact she possessively hoards them to herself and won't even let me taste them to find out if they're worth reading! I know I own over a hundred books of my own that I could choose to read, but I'm ready for a challenge! And besides, it's not like her latest pick Tale of Applebeck Orchard is that difficult. I mean come on mommy, it has talking animals (*"It's not just about the animals! It's a mystery series based on the life of Beatrix Potter thank you very much!" Mommy! We have discussed you interrupting me while I'm blogging!*) Sorry about that...as I was saying. TALKING ANIMALS! So really, it's not even that much more advanced than the books I already have; it just doesn't have any pictures and is merely 300 pages longer than most of my books. I'm totally ready. Ya know, this kind of deprivation now could lead to severe learning obstacles when I'm older, as I try to overcome my sense of self-doubt and inadequacy when faced with challenging work.
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