He'd Rather Read

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A bit of a run of nice, sunny, warmish days put us at the park an unusual number of times this week. On the last day, we had a "plan" to go after an afternoon snack. They had the snack and then the oldest picked a few books from the shelf of "reader"-level books, which we've had forever because we used to read them, but now suddenly, they're accessible to him in a different way. So, I spent time recently sorting a few of the living room shelves and clustering those for him. He picked a few and was reading to his brother in the chair (yes, a poppy one). I was taking advantage of the time working in the office, and I could hear the reading as well as the frequent, "If you don't listen, I'm not going to read" because the little one is not as impressed with the fact that his brother can read to him as he might c/should be. I got called in once because he wanted to know what "KUH" spelled. Since it, obviously, spells nothing, I went in to see. He was reading a construction book (one of his favorites from when he was 2-ish), and he'd been able to sound out/read the word "excavator" but hadn't known what to make of the pronunciation guide that followed it in parentheses!

When it seemed time to go, I asked if everyone was ready to go to the park, and the oldest yelled down the hall: "I don't want to go to the park."

"You don't?" I asked. Surprised. They've had the best time recently playing Pokemon (the newest craze in the house for all of us) at the park (together).

"No. I want to stay and read."


We did go to the park. But I did sit and savor the moment and the comment.

The stages of learning to read have fascinated me, and I've seen various different "points" along the way where I realized things had suddenly changed - something else had "clicked." It's been amazing. It is amazing when we sit down to read together that he spontaneously wants to read the first page or so to me before he has me continue reading.

I wonder how long before he'll be tucked away in his room, no longer needing/wanting us to read to him at all. I hope a very long time! And yet, at the same time, there's a monumental feeling to the whole reading thing - like once they can, they've crossed this invisible threshold.


This is really a turning-point story. Hope you journaled it along with the book he was interested in at the time. :) Maybe a scrapbook page? You'd have to stage the photo but it would probably be cool! :)

The other day at the bookstore I found my daughter (who doesnt yet actually read, but still) plunked down enjoying rack of young readers books instead of trying to run amok in the rest of the store. It was a fantastic moment.

And, something about your sketch of the slide makes me really happy inside :)

I love this story. It so reminded me of my two boys, where the older one is reading to the younger one, only to find out about his lack of interest. Indeed, our oldest has been reading on his own for about a year, and hardly ever needs us. But now he wants to tell us about everything in his books! :)
I've only come across your podcast recently, so I've been listening to a few shows at a time to catch up. I'm loving it, thanks for putting it out. It's nice to find you in this pool as well!


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