A month has passed and we're almost in Mirkwood. I could tell after the initial reading, Shane would require an abridged version. I skipped to the trolls and added funny voices the next read.
I know there's still a bunch that goes over Shane's head. He doesn't have any background troll knowledge and the vocabulary is not typical American 5-year old.
So, sometimes I stop to ask questions or summarize.
"Do you know what menacing means?"
Shane shook his head.
"Scary or about to hurt you."
"Ooohh....."
Other times, I doodle.
I never said I was an artist. Shane doesn't have a lot of patience either. He wouldn't want me to take the time to really get the scale or look up what the correct Gondorian heraldry/armor might be.
It's a good break from listening for him. It also gives me something to do when we're drawing tornadoes and I want to think of something else.
Saturday night, the Lord of the Eagles rescued the party from burning trees.
And then Bilbo had to hang on to Dori's boot or fall far below. (Note: "Hey! That's one of my tornadoes!" I don't waste paper).
Shane must be picking up some of it. He drew his own picture.
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