I finished a chapter before lunch so I took a walk in the woods by my house, always good for sorting thoughts. Showers and walks are great for ideas. I've been really low energy the rest of the afternoon though. Clementine and I sewed baby monsters, until she lost interest and started acting out The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe with her toys. We've just finished reading it, kind of a fluke. She saw the theater poster and inquired, so Jim started reading it to her online, and she was riveted. We bought the book, and raced through it over the course of several bedtimes, making some major adjustments toward the end, as you may imagine. Ahem.
But aside from the violence of that one part, it's really little-kid friendly and such a speedy read. I'd forgotten how simple and streamlined it is. And fun. I wish I had a video of how giddy and spastic with delight Clementine was when we got to Susan and Lucy's ride on Aslan to the White Witch's castle, where he goes around breathing all the statues back to life. She was kicking her legs in bed, giggling madly, triumphant. Peals of laughter, grin so giant it was comical, unreal. Especially for Mr. Tumnus. It was the most awesome response to a story that I think I have ever seen, ever, from anyone :-)
I haven't read it in ages and ages. And I have to say that, having heard so much over the past years about the religious themes, I kind of expected to be annoyed by it, but I wasn't, for the simple reason that it is not intrusive or heavy-handed. It may be there, I don't feel like analyzing it, but it can easily be ignored, if one so chooses.
Not much of a post here. Just some fog and fatigue. Early bed, I think. *yawn*