Books have always been a huge part of my life. I love escaping to another reality, even if it is for just a little while. I started a love for books with my children before they were a year old. This love has grown in them each and every day. Their love started the same and then changed in each one over time.
The start was simple little board books with pictures, texture points and reflective surfaces. Moving on to Dr Seus, The Bernstein Bears and other similar books. Then came the more challenging children books, the ones with tons more words and sometimes did more than tell a story but taught a concept as well. Next were chapter books and then bigger chapter books. I read to them a lot. It was a bed time ritual, one that I miss some times.
A list of some of our favorite books:
- The Shadow Children series by Margaret Peterson Haddix
- Books by Shel Silverstein
- The Harry Potter series by J. K. Rowling
Their tastes in books have changed since those days and sometimes when I visit my son I see one of these old childhood books laying around his house. When I ask he assures me I am not missing a book of the book shelf that holds all of their childhood books. I look forward to sharing those same books with the next generation.