Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Read to me...

One of the most precious of moments is sitting on the living room couch and being read to by my seven year old, Annie.

Although it can be hard to concentrate, because I want to eat her little fingers and toes...
...and squeeze her little cheeks!
Pure. joy.

Of note, while Annie is certainly a *reader* - for her, foolish schoolish reading logs had reading equated with chores.  We hope to counter such foolishness schoolishness and preserve the joy and authentic purpose of reading for our kids.  
Read more about the issue here.