Thursday, March 8, 2012

Our Sacred Cow...the Book

For those of you that I'm friends with on facebook, you know that my life is crazy.

Most recently, I posted a picture of my 14-month old sitting in the bowl of the toilet.  She climbed in sometime while I was making dinner and I didn't realize it until I heard sloshing in the other room.  I know, disgusting.

Suffice it to say, I spend a lot of my time cleaning up messes, making meals, doing laundry, running kids from one place to another, and in general, trying to keep my cool with it all.

But there is one sacred cow in our home and that is the book. 

From the time that all three of our children were in the womb, we have read to them...voraciously.  And so, I'd always hoped that they would come into the world loving the written word as much as we do.  What I didn't expect was that they would intentionally and frequently carve out time to read alone, to each other and to the baby (who seems to always have a book in her crib courtesy of her brother and sister).

From our twice a week treks to the library to our school book orders and trips to our local bookstore, we all seem to love to escape into the book.

So, in the month of Dr. Seuss' birthday, the 50th anniversary of "A Wrinkle in Time," the recent death of beloved author/illustrator Jan Berenstein, I say thank goodness for literature.  For as Helen Keller so aptly states,

"Literature is my Utopia. Here I am not disenfranchised. No barrier of the senses shuts me out from the sweet, gracious discourses of my book friends. They talk to me without embarrassment or awkwardness. "

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