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I'd rather hear "Read me a book!" than the dreaded "Tell me a story!"
I always found it depended mostly on the book. I was always up for "I'll Love You Forever" or anything by Seuss or a Brer Rabbit story. They DID have favorites that I'd start inwardly grousing as soon as I saw it in their hands. The Eastman books were that way to me.
Isn't this what the oldest kid is for? I read to her before she knew how--now she reads to them. For the rest of her life.
Bwwaaaahahahahah*cough cough*hahahaha!
Have you tried the classic fairy tales to them? I don't mind reading those as much because they are so much less mindless than Seuss.
My wife and older kids read to the kids under 7, while I mostly read GOOD literature to the 7-14 ages. At 15 they read to themselves (as well as to their younger siblings). At 15, I insist that their reading material include an equal amount of non-fiction. Even our 7 year old reads to her three-year-old brother.
My reading aloud to the kids is the only way to get me to read non-fiction. While I love seeing the excitement they experience when I read them good novels, I favor non-fiction myself.
Christine, big time. The worst is when you check out a book from the library and find out there are no words.
It's mostly picture books that I hate. We read children's anthologies or chapter books together in the evenings and I don't mind that so much. I just dread that stack of picture books every morning.
I don't mind reading to them so much if I choose the book...the kids will always pick the worst readers...I am a demanding mum and I choose the books thankyouverymuch!
Reading to them ... not so bad. It's when they were first learning to read. Ach ... the torture.
I would be lying if I didn't admit to falling asleep on more then one occasion and doing nothing more then staring at a fly across the room on others while praying for Christ's immediate return. (Oh, pooh. I did lie. I wasn't praying for His triumphant return specifically. It was more like "Oh, God, just let it end. I'm dying." But it sounded better as previously stated, no?)
Reading to my kids is a sure way to induce a bout of narcolepsy. I just can't keep my eyes open when I read out loud.
Am I the odd duck? I'll read to the kids, gladly! But... PLEASE don't make me play the dreaded make-believe!
I'm with Gauntlets...but when WILL BoyOne learn to read?! I've been waiting four years already, for crying out loud :)
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