Incredible moments happen every day. Tonight, Ry called for me while looking at books with his flashlight in bed. “I think I can read most of this book, ” he said proudly. He began to read “10 apples up on top.” As he read, I noticed that he was reading and comprehending the story and not just the words on the page. Reading books has been such an integral part of our parenting arsenal.
Early on, it was clear the boys loved books. But they weren’t always crazy about eating. So somewhat spontaneously, we made a deal: you eat, I read. At that moment, “Eat and Read” was born. It was amazing to see them go from total resistance, ready to perform a “sit in,” and chant, “we will overcome,”to putting down their “On Strike” signs focusing and eating. It worked like magic. No matter how loud, or out of control things got at breakfast, once we pulled out a book and started reading, it was like that moment when your baby stops howling because you figured out he needed milk or a diaper change or both. You remember, life goes from “the sky is falling, call the police, insert ambulance sounds ” to quiet serenity. Hear a meditation podcast flowing through your spirit, the baby is happy. I don’t recommend this for all occasions, but books have saved us on many meals and road trips.