Friday, June 27, 2008

My reader.

As long as I can remember I have loved to read. I always have one book going and a "to be read" stack next to my bed that rivals Mt. Everest.

One of my greatest pleasures as a mother has been reading to my children. I have exposed them to a wide variety of quality children's literature, we have a great selection of books in our collection at home, and Robert and I have modeled good reading habits, all things that as a reading teacher I was sure would result in children who loved to read.


To my dismay my son has never read anything that was not assigned to him. He did enjoy the Harry Potter series on audio, but that is the extent of his reading for pleasure.

Vivian only likes two books: Five Little Monkeys Sitting in a Tree and Goodnight, Gorilla .

But perhaps the third time is the charm.

Today I came home and found Dots curled up in her robe and slippers in our recliner with From the Mixed-up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler which she plucked off our bookshelf and read in one sitting. This scene was my dream when I built this reading area on our landing upstairs!


Amazon Links:
Wireless Router

The Wide Window

The Penderwicks

The Willoughbys

Midnight's Children


Unknown said...

You can blame your brother Jonathan for Will's reading issues.. he used to walk around bragging that he never read a book he didn't have to!!!!

Erin said...

I'm so hoping that Mollianne and Meisey get my love of reading. I can't imagine not having a book going on.

Love your blog!

Anonymous said...

Well written article.