The Ten-Year-Old has been an Elvis fan for at least six of her ten years. There have been a few rocky points in their relationship, however. Like that time The Four-Year-Old learned that Elvis didn’t really like cats. And then there was that dark December day in 2011 when Mommyo played Elvis’s Christmas album, and The (then) Four-Year-Old abruptly discovered her idol wasn’t perfect. She recovered, though, and with her usual optimism she decided that all her idol needed to find his way again was a timely bit of good advice.
So she wrote him a letter (or more accurately had me type out this letter in Word because “Not even Elvis can read your handwriting, Mommyo”):
Dear Elvis,
Your Christmas album has too many slow songs. Slow songs aren’t as pretty as the fast ones.
Affectionately,
The Four-Year-Old
I haven’t quite figured out how to mail it yet.
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About Shala Howell
I spent two decades helping companies like Bell Labs, Juniper Networks, and a genetic testing company that was later acquired by CVS translate some of the world’s most complicated concepts into actionable, understandable English. Now I'm working on a much harder problem -- fostering children’s curiosity and engagement in the scientific, artistic, and linguistic world that surrounds them. The first book in my Caterpickles Parenting Series, What’s That, Mom?, focuses on how to use public art to nurture children’s curiosity in the world around them. My next book will focus on science, and how parents without a science degree can answer their curious child's questions without enrolling in a college level refresher course. In the meantime, you can find me blogging about life with a very curious Eleven-Year-Old at Caterpickles.com, chatting about books and the writing life at BostonWriters.blog, and tweeting about books, writing, science, & things that make me smile at @shalahowell.
Dear Elvis,
Shala Howell
Thanka, thanka verruh much.
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