I've been slowly building up a collection of children's books for the baby (came so close to accidentally writing her name! Happens to me constantly now!) for the last month or so. I found a few great ones at Hastings at their closeout sale and found a ton yesterday. I knew that the children's section would be the craziest one but I fought my way through the crowd and walked away with over twenty books!
Some of my favorites I found yesterday
Israel and I have already started reading her some books while she's in the womb. She responds by kicking and moving around, although at this point I think she really just likes hearing the sound of her dad's voice. :) I know that when I was growing up, I loved being read to by my parents. I loved sitting on my dad's lap when I was a little girl and listening to his deep voice tell one of my favorite stories. I was always baffled by friends of mine who didn't enjoy reading on their own, because I couldn't get enough of it. Once I learned to read, I loved finding new books and investing in the lives of new characters.
It's one of the greatest things in the world to find a book you really love that just draws you in from the very beginning and you can't put it down. That happened to me just last night and I kept telling myself, "Just one more chapter." I hope to instill this same passion for reading in my daughter because it was such a magical part of childhood for me. She's already acquired a pretty strong library so I think there's a good chance of her becoming a reader. ;)