The Classics

On Wednesday morning after doing his hair for crazy hair day at school, E noticed the small collection of cloth-bound classic novels we have on a shelf in our living room.  He asked what type of books they were and I explained that they were novels some of which were written over a hundred a years ago.  He thought that was so cool and asked if he could read them.

I steered him toward Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland since it was the most kid-friendly and he read happily until his carpool came.

Since then he hasn’t picked it back up again to read; I think Diary of a Whimpy Kid has lock on his interest at bedtime right now.  But since then he has TALKED about reading novels a lot.  He thinks they’re cool which warms my former English-major, book-loving heart.

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