The eight year old loves to entertain his brothers. And he likes to read, so he reads to anyone who will listen - or in this case, anyone who hasn't figured out how to crawl yet and is a captive audience. :) Seriously though, the little brothers (and the daycare kids) love to have him read to them.
The other night the three year old was being super snuggly. I think he's finally starting to feel the need for more attention, maybe feeling like he's the odd-man-out with the baby here now. The baby is 10 months old now, and we're just starting to see the three year old being more clingy, especially when I've had to be gone from him for any period of time, which I was on Friday when the eight year old and I went to Jackson for the homeschool field trip. He was attached to anyone who would tolerate it. First me, then his brother...
...then his sister... He's really kind of overwhelming when he's like this... smothering, in fact. But I try to sit with him and read five hundred books in a row, or the same one six times in a row. His favorite book right now is Little Toot - about a little tugboat. He also loves The Gingerbread Baby (the version by Jan Brett) and The Very Busy Spider by Eric Carle.
We have a kid-friendly display bookshelf that holds board books anyone can get to at any time. Most of the books on this shelf were purchased at yard sales or the thrift store, and I am not so attached to them that I will flip out if they get ruined. I try to teach the kids to handle books carefully, but accidents happen. That's why we keep our favorites out of reach - or more particularly, our kids' favorites.
My latest read has been The Reading Promise: My Father and the Books We Shared by Alice Ozma. This was a really good book. It's a non-fiction account of how a father made a pact with his daughter to read with her so many nights in a row - every night, at least 10 minutes, finishing before midnight. They started with 100 nights, but then couldn't quit. They ended "The Streak" as they referred to it at 3,218 night, when she was 18, the day he dropped her off at college. They had been on the reading streak since she was 9 (but of course had always read together). He was a school librarian, and toward the end of the book she tells a sad story of what was happening at his library, with the principle deciding that the focus should be on computers, which led to the eventual removal of all the books from the "library." It's a very moving book, and one every educator and librarian, as well as parent ought to read. I know things have become technology based, and that is where most people's focus has turned, but reading is necessary for success in life. I can't imagine what life would be like without books. Sounds like one of those futuristic horror novels. Fahrenheit 451, anyone?
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