I have one child who reads independently and one just starting to sound words out, so when I say every morning, "It's reading time," their behavior is pretty predictable. The independent reader piles up a bunch of books he wants to read by the La-Z-Boy and the new reader does one of two things: tells me he'd rather jump on the trampoline (and proceeds to do so), or brings me a big book of stories to read to him. It looks like this:![]() |
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There's also a giant bag of library books in the corner by the bookshelf and that is a favorite through-out the week.
Gotta love the polka-dots!
Reading time is when the magic happens. Either we'll get an idea that simply must be acted upon...From reading the Wright Brothers biography to this:
...or we'll discuss whatever new thing we learned, and whether we want to learn more about it.
But my favorite bit of magic is when my oldest puts down a book he's been reading and picks up the stapler. Because that means he wants a blank staple book. And that means he wants to write a story of his own. And that means he's inspired.
As Richard Louv said in Last Child in the Woods: Saving Our Children from Nature-Deficit Disorder...






Wonderful to see this. I have grandchildren about the same ages doing the same and it's a beautiful thing to behold :-)
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