My favorite books were those that I knew my grandparents had read to my mom and Uncles when they were small--like the Dr. Seuss books, Richard Scarry books, Tales of Peter Rabbit and other classics. My desire to write sprouted from the love of reading I'd had planted and nurtured in my childhood and I'm so grateful.
I've read to each of my kids since they were only a few months old. They may not have understood what I was saying when they were very tiny but I know they loved the time we'd spent together--I can see it today:
*Jaimie isn't able to relate to other people most of the time but she can sit and read book--cover to cover--far beyond her grade level.
*Jaimie and her sister, Jordhan, write and illustrate their own books, which are hilarious and I plan to publish those creations for them some day.
*Xander, who isn't able to get two words out most of the time because of his speech struggles will sit and read book after book..in his OWN words.
*And even baby Sophie will sit down on the floor, spread a book across her lap, and check out the pictures.
Books also helped make a shy, quiet little girl break out of her shell and be brave enough to share her words with the world--who knew people would be interested in what I had to say? Books are a tremendous gift. I know I plan to hold onto many of the books I have in my own library so I can pass them on to my own little eager readers.
What books do you love from your childhood? What books have you passed onto your own children/grandchildren? Let's keep passing along the joy of reading. It's a wonderful thing!
(Happy Birthday Sophie!!)