Head for the pool – yours, a neighbour’s, any chlorinated body of water will do. They’re kids after all. Tip: Take a book and large hat… just so they realize you’re not actually jumping in the pool with them. Kinokuniya bookshop Hours of fabulous browsing and reading. Some people measure their parenting skills on what schools their children get into or how well they do on a math test… that’s not me. My only goal was achieving independent reading at a bookshop. Theirs. Now that I no longer have to sit down next to them on the floor reading ‘Cat in the Hat’, my duty as a parent is over. I mean, there’s still college but the bulk of the job is pretty much done. Before achieving this state of reading nirvana, entering bookshops felt masochistic. Surrounded by hundreds of books yet unable to read any of them. Being able to read the books I want at a bookshop has made me a better parent. For some, it might be enjoying a cocktail before dinner, for me it’s browsing the Booker Prize selections.
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