This post is basically just for me to remember, but I'm loving Grey's new passion for reading. During the day he's all basketball and video games and board games and rough housing, but in the evenings he's all about reading. We put him to bed two hours ago, and he just came down a few minutes ago saying, "Mommy, I have to read this to you . . . it's so amazing, and it's all true!" He was reading The Magic Treehouse series that his Aunt Tiffany gave him for Christmas, and the characters in the book end up on the moon. He was reading me the part about how you weigh less when you're on the moon than you do when you're on earth. He thought it was crazy fun!
He's totally got me wrapped around his little finger with the reading. He asked if he could stay up and read "so he wouldn't bother Annie," because he "just might accidentally start reading out loud if it gets really exciting." And I totally let him. Even though it's 9:00 and he has chess club at 7:00 tomorrow morning.
He read me the end of that chapter, taking a break to sigh and say, "This book is really hard." But he loves it--laughs at the story, is amazed by the facts, and can't put it down. I had to take it out of his hands. I hope this love for books lasts the rest of his life!
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