The things that will never make it in the baby books and other musings from a stay at home mom

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

It's not a good ministone unless I cry a little

I thought my babies' cries were the sweetest sound I'd ever heard. Ditto their early laughs and their first words. I thought wrong. The sweetest sound in the world, it turns out, is the sound of my child's voice as she reads a new book aloud from the back seat of my car.

Julia's read aloud to me plenty of times before. Hell, she even read the Four Questions at our Passover seder this year with remarkably little assistance. I know that she regularly reads to herself when I'm not around. But it's always been my idea when she reads aloud; my suggestion, never hers. It's always seemed like she was humoring me by deigning to show off her reading abilities a bit, and I've often worried that I might be pushing her to share skills that she just wasn't ready to share yet. Not today. Today, the siren song of a new book that was just sitting on the seat beside her was too compelling, and she simply had to pick it up and read it aloud without delay.

I was the kid who brought my book along when my mother made me go out to play. I think I probably checked every single book out of our local library's Young Adult section in a period of only a few months. All my life, I've read voraciously, fueled by a hunger to find out what happens next and an impatience to get to the good parts. Today, Julia showed herself to posess at least a little bit of that same love for the written word. Is it really lame if I confess that my eyes filled up with tears when I realized what she was doing?


At 5:19 PM, Anonymous chelle said...

aww I am totally like you, I read constantly growing up! Since having dd it has slowed a bit...umm so has bloggin actually ... hehe!

I love that my toddler shows such a great interest in books. I can only hope that she will grow up to be just like your daughter.

At 7:03 AM, Blogger Rosemary said...

I know exactly what you mean! I loved hearing my children read aloud. Years later, one of my greatest pleasures is when Alex occasionally insists we read a book together. She reads a chapter, then I... It brings a smile to my face just thinking of it. Thank you!

At 12:51 PM, Blogger Jennifer said...

I too, read everything growing up - and I love that my children love books. But, for me, more than books it is music. For me, it's when my kids ask to listen to a particular CD or put their favorite song on repeat (well...with some exceptions...hee!) or seeing them light up when we go hear live music. It's the same feeling you've described here though, and it's amazing.


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