Some of my favorite memories of growing up involve my parents reading certain stories to me, over and over. I can recite the words to some of these stories to this day, and the warm, fuzzy feeling that comes over me is something I want to make sure both my kids get to experience as well. That's why raising kids to love books is one of the priorities in our home.
My husband and I are both ravenous bookworms. Our combined library, after being culled many times, is currently around seven full bookcases and, well, I can't actually count how many e-books we own collectively because we both have books saved across multiple apps and multiple tablets and e-readers. But it's a lot.
Our children already have more than a bookcase of books themselves, and they're four and one years old. My stepdaughter devours books as well, and has passed many of her favorites along to her younger siblings. Well, she didn't have many books about trucks for her brother, unfortunately.
I mention all of this not to pat myself on the back, but to explain that my love of reading is something I can trace back to childhood, and so my husband and I are making an effort to develop that same love in our children. There are so many reasons this love of books has paid off for us, and we want to make sure our kids have those same advantages.