Now that we have grandchildren, I am blessed to read aloud to them. I love the times when I have a little one—or two or three—snuggled up around me, lost in the words and the pictures. It still makes me smile when I finish a story and a little voice immediately says, “Read it again, Grammie!” I love knowing that the passion for and importance of reading is being passed on to yet another generation.
Yesterday I spent the afternoon with our one-year-old granddaughter. She already loves her book basket and spends considerable time choosing different books and turning the pages. Our older grandchildren also love to read; Taylor, our ten-year-old, can usually be found curled up with her Kindle when we arrive at their house for a visit. As my parents told me, and I’ve told my children and grandchildren, if you can read, you can do anything. So, I will continue to put out special books at the holidays for the children to read, find time for reading aloud to my grandchildren, and to gift books and gift cards for book buying on birthdays and other special occasions. Although I didn’t always think so at the time, pulling the plug on the television was the right thing to do; it has, is and hopefully will continue to spawn generations of book lovers. Thanks Dad.