Bookworm

Books are some of my favorite things, so much so that Ryan sometimes calls me a bookworm. At one time in my life, I would have been ashamed of that moniker (why is it so "uncool" to be smart, and why don't some smart kids realize that it's not so important to be "cool"?), but now it's a badge I wear with honor and pride. Reading has the ability to do so much for the reader; it can be relaxing, informative, and even transformative. One of my favorite ways to spend my free time is curled up with a good book (not that I have had much time for that lately!)

I had a conversation with my Aunt Jane this weekend about how sad it will be if books are completely eclipsed by digital forms of writing; I hope my children will also grow to love the way books feel in their hands and in their hearts. Abbey already loves her books, and I fervently hope she continues to cherish the magic of the written word.

Hmm, maybe sometime I'll do some posts about some of my favorite books, both for myself and for the kiddos.

GMa Sharon and GPa Don have a great collection of books for Abbey at their house, too.  The books on the end are Sesame Street books that Donnie and I had when we were young.  Each book focuses on different numbers and letters.  Abbey is a major fan of the "Bert's Bath" story, which I actually remember from my childhood.  It's kind of crazy how many of the stories I remembered when I started looking through the books.