What book is next on your reading list?
I have to admit. This prompt made me laugh a little. I think since Thing One was born, I’ve read a grand total of about ….three books.
I am not proud of that fact… but quite seriously I have no idea where to find the time to read!!
Until 6 years ago …or so… I was an avid reader. As a child I would take out 10 books at a time from the library. It was not uncommon for me to be reading a different book in every room of the house!
While Dad was more of a storyteller, Mum always read stories to us at bedtime. I can still hear the voices of the characters she voiced as I read those same books to my own children.
Obviously as I grew up, other interests took hold – specifically friends, boys and skiing – but I still managed to read two or three books a week. I couldn’t fall asleep unless I read for “a few minutes”, which quite often turned into “a few hours”.
My love of books has thankfully been passed on to both of our children. But at this point, Thing One is our true bookworm. Though Thing Two is not far behind.
Since Thing One was born, I’ve read him a bedtime story every night. As a tiny bub, he wasn’t so receptive but as he grew up, he would listen avidly and request book after book. Now, each of the kids chooses a book at bedtime and we snuggle up together to read. It’s a precious time in my day.
Thing One taught himself to read. I cannot take any credit for that. He reads anything and everything he can get his hands on. I’ve even had to stop him from reading one of my novels that’s been gathering dust for six years. Somehow a murder-mystery novel just doesn’t seem like appropriate reading for a six year old.
He often reads aloud to Thing Two in the car on the way to school. Frog and Toad are my favourites. Thing One voices them so well, that I even turn off the music so I can listen too.
It never occurred to me that I would come to consider a love of books to be a bad habit.
Thing One, it’s time to go to school. Put your shoes on please.
A few minutes later…
Thing One. We have to go! Put the book down and put your shoes on.
A few minutes later…
For crying out loud! Put the book down and put. on. your. shoes!
A few minutes later…
If you don’t put that book down and put on your shoes, you won’t be allowed to read for a week!
These one sided conversations occur multiple times a day and in various situations. Getting into the car. Getting out of the car. Getting undressed. Getting dressed. If there are letters written on something, the boy is transfixed.
For Christmas this year, Thing One and Thing Two received a generous gift of money to spend on something they’d like.
I’ve held back giving them the money because we already have an entire houseful of toys. It’s at the point where I’m considering looking for my own place, to be honest. The obstacle course that is our first floor of the house, is treacherous on a good day.
Thankfully, their inner bookworms took over and we managed to purchase a selection of books for each of them.
Thing One counted down the days until the Amazon delivery man was to make his appearance.
Sensei! On Sunday my new books I got for Christmas are coming!
Oh? Who are the books from?
Ummm… Amazon!
I thought Santa was someone to look forward to but Ol’ Saint Nick has nothing on the Amazon delivery guy. The poor man could barely keep from falling backwards down the stairs as two excited children barrelled over him to receive their new books.
“Mummy?” A little voice whispered from behind her. Turning, she realised Thing One was standing there, packages of new books cradled in his arms. To her surprise, fat tears were streaming down his cheeks.
Startled, she cried, “What’s wrong!? Why are you crying!?”
“I’m not sad, Mummy. These are happy tears,” he laughed. “This is my best day of my whole life!”
With that, he turned and nestled himself onto the sofa, surrounded by his new treasures.
So what’s next on my list of books to read…? Hmmm… Green Eggs and Ham? No. Thing Two has already read that from cover to cover by herself. National Geographic’s Little Kids’ First Big Book of Dinosaurs? No. Thing One has already read that… twice.
Ah… Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Each night this week, the three of us will cuddle together and read a chapter or two at bedtime. Surprisingly, I’ve never actually read it.
I’m quite looking forward to it.