I love reading to my children. There is
something truly magical about snuggling up next to my little ones with a good
book in our hands. No matter how hectic things feel or how close to
insanity I might have been driven during the day, story time brings a certain
serenity to our house. It doesn't matter if my daughter has just dumped
out an entire basket of newly folded laundry, or my son has just drawn with
marker on the bathroom wall, or every puzzle on the shelf has just been dumped
on to the floor. When I sit down to read with my children, the chaos of
life just melts away. It is so, so nice. I think my children often
feel the same way. I love feeling their little bodies relax as they lie
next to me or sit on my lap while we read, and there is no doubt in my mind
that reading brings us even closer in that moment. I love the way my
daughter fits perfectly on my lap as we rock in her chair reading stories
before bed, her soft, sweet-smelling head resting right under my chin, in
perfect kissing distance. As I read and she turns the pages, I soak
everything in, wishing I could capture and keep these moments of her childhood
forever. I love watching my son get completely drawn into a story,
anticipating what will happen with each turn of the page and noticing small
details in the illustrations that I often miss. I love the questions he
asks about new things he has learned, and the way he is sometimes able to
connect stories we have read to things we do or see or experience in real
life. I love the way he assumes the identity of some of his favorite
story characters on a daily basis, going from Curious George to Tigger to Mudge
and back to George in a single afternoon. And I have discovered that few
things make me happier than seeing my children cuddled up on the couch reading
a book together. I read to my children because I love moments like
these. Sure, I read to them because I know of its myriad of educational benefits
-- improved language acquisition and communication skills, increased vocabulary,
higher academic performance, overall -- but to me, reading is so much more than
that. Stories inspire endless imagination in our children, and I love
being the narrator that helps set those playful, creative wheels in motion. I
read to my children because I want them to feel inspired. Curious. Safe. Loved. Alive.
I read to my children because I love
books, and want them to grow up loving reading as much as I always have. I read
to my children because books open doors to places and worlds we might otherwise
never explore. But most of all, right here, right now, I read to my children
because I love any excuse to snuggle up next to them and show them just how
much I love them.
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