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Read To Me

Books-pile It was my 11th or 12th birthday. I opened up one of my gifts and inside were the new Nancy Drew books set. I have the picture somewhere of my face. I wasn't thrilled. It was sort of a joke from my mother who read the books when she was my age and wanted me to love reading as much as she did. At the time I didn't of course. I hated to read.

Nearly two decades later, I would call myself a bona fide book worm. If I haven't read it, I want to. I will most likely read anything I can get my hands on. To me there is nothing better than curling up by a fire or sitting on the deck with a good book to get lost in. I could spend hours on end in a bookstore or a library. I love the feel and smell of books, and have declared I will never buy a Kindle, because it takes away the novelty for me.

With all this being said, my boys see me read a lot. I read to them. My oldest loves his nightly bedtime stories and has a few favorites. My youngest only 14 months old even has a favorite book and will go and get it and hand it to you to read to him. The fact that my boys like books warms my heart with pride.

To keep that love alive and well my husband and I agreed to look into and purchase a product which teaches your babies/toddlers/preschoolers how to read. Not only do we want the boys to enjoy reading now and for years to come, we want them to get a head's start on learning to read. My oldest has one more year before kindergarten and most kindergartens focus on reading. And lets face it Kindergarten requirements these days are a little different than they were in the old days. 

I don't know how well this product will work but I'm willing to give it a try. What can it hurt really? Any jump start to reading and learning how to, can't be a bad thing, right? I'm gonna start the program in another week or so. I read through the parent' guide and I may have gotten a bit overwhelmed. Teacher I am not. 

I don't know what ever happened to those books to be honest. Most likely their stuffed away in some box in the attic. I may not know where those books are but I know that I love reading because of them. Those books and the persistence of my mother. Thanks to her, I'm a bookaholic now. Perhaps there is a program I can check into?

This is an original Ohio Moms Blog post

Randi also writes at her personal blog, My Moments As Told By Me