The Reader
I love to read. Seriously love to read. I was one of those kids who would hide a book behind the textbook and read in class. Every trip in the car whether it was 10 minutes or 10 hours long involved a book. My mom and both of my sisters also love to read. When Camden arrived home at 8 months of age, I made it a personal mission to read to him. Over and over and over. Shortly after Camden arrived, Brian went back to school for his education degree and they drove home how important reading to your child was and so Brian read to him (and Brian is not a reader). Until about 6 months ago, being read to was one of Camden's favorite activities. Didn't matter if it were a Star Wars book or one of Rory's silly baby books, he would stop to listen if you would read it.Once he learned to read for himself, I was so excited for him and hoped that he would initiate reading on his own. Didn't happen. Mostly because he's lazy to be honest. :)
But Saturday I found him this. And he finished the book and moved on to the next one. He took it in the car with him when they went grocery shopping Saturday. And kept reading when he got home. I'm hoping this is a trend that will continue because reading is still my favorite past-time!
P.S. Currently on Snow Day #7 in 2011.
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