It probably isn’t a surprise to anyone that reading is a big deal in our house. Well, it is a big deal to me and to my daughter. My husband, well, I try to get him to read at least one novel a year. As for my son, it has been a struggle.
I do understand, though. It’s hard to live in his sister’s shadow and I’ve been having trouble finding the type of books that appeal to him. His teacher says that he’s reading well in school so it is more of an interest than an ability issue.
This week, though, we had a bit of a breakthrough. After a trip to the library (where he did his usual trick of choosing 5-7 random books without even looking to see what they are), he decided to have a storytime…with his “top shelf stuffies”. He sat there for at least 30 minutes, reading each of his library books (and his favorite book from his own collection, a delightful book called I Need a New Butt) to Jupiter, Gerry, BB-8, and Triceri.
Not only was this a delightful thing to watch, but it made his homework easy for me as I was able to use his stuffy storytime as his nightly reading. But, when I filled out his reading log for the night, I realized that it was the most perfect representation of his personality.
He’s still not the bookworm his sister is, but that’s okay. I know that he’ll get there someday, especially if he can find more books about butts to read.