The Cherub, as I have been whining about for about a year, has taken to destroying my books. She pulls them off the shelves wanders around with them, rips pages out or colors in them, and then leaves them all over. This isn’t just an issue of supervision- unless you’ve dealt with a kid like the Cherub, you just don’t know. I can take a book away from her a hundred times in an hour and she still goes back. She doesn’t get bored with it. She doesn’t really learn in anything like a timely fashion- so it could take me five years to break her of this habit (and I’m not convinced I can). It’s not like dealing with a cognitively normal kid who will outgrow it because developmentally they move on. She won’t be moving on.
Distraction doesn’t work either.
She is at the out of sight out of mind stage of development though. So in some rooms where she spends any amount of time I just put a sheet over the bookcase and she leaves the books in it alone.
That won’t do for my dining room, though. So I ordered this set of curtains from ebay:
Now, it’s still not quite wide enough to cover all the bookcases on the wall in my dining room, so I also ordered two rattan shades in a sort of white-wash to go on either side. Admittedly, it won’t be as pretty as my books, but my books themselves will stay prettier out of the Cherub’s hands. So I think it’s a win.
My son, OTOH, curled his lip in scorn.
“What?” I asked.
“It won’t work,” he said.
“It will,” I pointed out, “The sheet works in my room, but I don’t want to hang sheets on the bookcases in the dining room.”
“Okay, maybe,” he conceded, “But it doesn’t look good. It will look sort of…. tacky,” and he curled his lip in disdain.
I laughed. “Forgive me,” I said, “if I don’t take home-making style advice from the boy who thinks animal skulls are a fashion feature.”
“It IS tacky,” he insisted. “Ask anybody.”
So I am.