Alexandra Hirsch Hirsch itibaren 36548 Ervixe, Pontevedra, İspanya
Knowing that this is based on true events helps the book a lot for me. The tone of the narrator starts out being slightly annoying, slow. As the plot progresses though I was amazed by what the characters endure. I traveled to some of the places in the book last year which maybe made it more interesting to me!
From the flyleaf: Welcome to the world of Kersten Campbell! She s a mother of 5 children, a devoted wife, and an extremely enthusiastic homemaker. As she strives to have sanity in her crazy household, Campbell infuses her humor in every situation that she comes up against. Whether its her two-year-old creating a mushroom cloud of powdered milk in the kitchen or trying to sleep in a tent with five children on a campout, Campbell works with her family to overcome their problems and find laughter in all situations. Humorist Kersten Campbell expertly writes on the escapades of daily life that any woman can relate to. With subjects ranging from zucchini crime to selling rocks to the neighbors, this book is sure to please any mother who is overwhelmed, tired, frustrated, bored, or ultimately happy. Mothers and grandmothers everywhere will find therapy and comfort through the humor of these hilarious escapades. Review: When I first got "Confessions of a Completely Insane Mother" in the mail, I set it on the counter, thinking I'd start it after lunch. My daughter beat me to it, though, and had it the rest of the afternoon. She's an avid reader and it didn't surprise me too much that she'd latched onto it. Okay, I thought to myself, I'll read it tomorrow. The next day came and I went in search of the book. This time my son had it, and wasn't about to give it up. This was a little more unusual. My son is a reluctant reader and it's been a chore to get him to read anything but "Captain Underpants." You can bet your boots I wasn't about to snatch away his new reading material of choice. The day after that, I was in the kitchen making dinner when I heard uproarious laughter coming from the living room. I looked in and saw my husband sprawled out on the floor, reading the book, laughing so hard he had tears running down his face. All four of my children sat around him, listening as he read aloud the challenges of getting all one's children arranged for a family photo shoot. His stomach hurt from laughing by the end of the chapter. That night at the dinner table, my children engaged in conversation. Son #2. I think that author should write a sequel. Son #1. Then it would be called, "Confessions of a Completely Insane Mother II." Son #2. Or maybe it could be called "Confessions of a Completely Insane Father." Daughter: But then her husband would have to write it, and I don't know if her husband writes books. This morning, I went in search of the book (again), still waiting my chance to read it. Finally, I asked, "Kids, have you seen my book?" "Oh, it's on my dresser," my daughter said. "I was reading it again last night." At last, the book was in my hands! And what did I think of it? Pretty much all of the above. My children have good taste, and of course my husband does. He picked me, didn't he?