I don't often get time to just sit down and read. The only time I ever really do read is when I'm reciting Fox in Sock to Aubrey or reading her her nighttime story. Reading for fun is something I have given up pretty much since I entered law school in 2003. It is pretty sad considering my background. I am a journalism major, for God's sake. I love writing, I love or at least loved reading. But there is never enough time, and honestly, if there is enough time, I am ashamed to say that I watch TV instead. Shame, Nain, shame.
I love that my daughter loves to read. As a child, I was always reading. I could go through books like nobody's business. My books of choice were Babysitter's Club, Sweet Valley High, Box Car Children, and a variety of others. I loved going to the library. And you are talking to the nerd who helped her 5th grade teacher organize all of her books and created a library system for her rather than join fellow students at recess. Yes, I was that kid. And then at home, I created my own library.
While I will encourage Aubrey to go play with her classmates instead of cataloging her teacher's system of books, I will always encourage her to read. I do not care how many times I have read about a fox in socks and chicks with bricks and blocks and clocks, I will keep reading to her when she hands me a book, backs her little butt into my lap and says "pweas?"
I've committed myself to getting back to it Reading, that is. I have taken the time when I can - when I'm exercising. I am pretty proud to say I have made it through two books recently. Go me! Last night, as I was biking I could not stop reading the particular one I was finishing: The Secret Life of Bees. At the 30 minute mark of my ride when I was supposed to stop riding, I kept going because of the book. I was so close to the finish, I had to see how it ended. So I kept going until I finished about 15 minutes more than planned. (It is a damn good book, btw. Highly recommend it.)
The nerd in me has to say it was an amazing feeling. I haven't been that immersed in a book in....well..I can't remember. It was nice. I'd like to keep that going. So who knows? Maybe my daughter opened that closed book for me. I mean, I do want to set a good example, right?