I love the idea of catching our children reading and ever since my children were babies, I’ve done everything in my power to get my kids hooked on books. Here we are reading before bed when they were little. Bedtime reading is more independent now, but it still happens – every night.
Nonetheless, all this “catching” has gotten me thinking, how often do our kids catch us reading? Not reading to them, which is important, but reading for ourselves, on our own.
I’m certain one reason I’m a life-long reader is that as I child I saw my parents reading. Yes, they read to me too, but I have distinct memories of my parents sitting in the living room reading, while I played, or drew, or sometimes snuggled in. My mother would make herself a cup of tea, cut an apple into crisp wedges and then sit and savor both story and snack. Soon, I was requesting apple wedges while I read too.
At one point when they were little, I felt guilty reading while the kids were around. Shouldn’t I be playing with them? Or chatting with them? Or reading to them? Yes, of course, I should, and I did. But I finally concluded there was nothing wrong with, and perhaps everything right with, taking out my book and reading while they were happily engaged nearby.
Indeed, I’m pretty sure we wouldn’t have great shots like these if my parents, and my husband and I hadn’t taken a little time to read in front of the kids. So, grab a book or a newspaper, and read where your kids can see you. I think you’ll find, as we have, that the reading bug is very contagious! Happy reading all!