One of Alison’s all time favorite activities is reading - just look at her face in the photo above. It always has been and hopefully always will be. Some of you may remember that at only 4 months old, she would sit and listen to 6-8 books in a row. We thought this was pretty amazing for a baby. She continues to enjoy books more than ever. I try to add more to her collection all the time. Board Books are still the way to go. She bends them a little but no longer chews on them. I have recently tried out the paperback variety – it’s going ok, though I am not ready to let loose with any of my personal favorites yet. But oh my, some days all she wants to do is read! She brings you book after book after book. If you don’t take it right away, she takes your hand and jams the book into it. We thought this was kind of funny at first. But sometimes you just can’t take “Little Lamb” any more. Below, Daddy is reading the dreaded "Little Lamb" - look how excited he is.
Don’t get me wrong, we enjoy reading to our daughter and are very proud of her. In fact it makes me very happy because I have a little problem when it comes to children’s books. Some might call it an obsession – I have like 500 or something. It is sad the amount of brain space I have devoted to memorized stories – keep in mind I did teach small children for a number of years. I’m not a total freak. But, I have started keeping track of how many books I read to Ali and I must read about 50 a day on average, keep in mind this does not mean 50 different books. By the time Daddy gets home from work I enthusiastically pass the reading torch over to him. One can only read certain books so many times before they make you want to hide them in the couch cushions. Have I done this? Yes. Am I proud of it? No. But I figure it is a small price to pay for sanity.