I have high hopes of turning Alexander into a book lover like myself, but it was actually Goran who, this morning, decided it is time to start reading to Alexander.
So, this Sunday morning while sick and shivery from yet another damn bout of mastitis (I blame it on his new long night sleeps--he sleeps for 5-8 hours, my milk builds up something awful, and he just doesn't seem to be able to fully empty both breasts), and Goran shouldering the main kid-wrangling duties, I went and got out one of the books from my childhood, and Goran and Alexander curled up for some book time.
I'm not sure Alexander really gets the concept yet. In fact, I'm certain that he doesn't (what use, after all, is something that you can't put in your mouth?), but he seemed to enjoy some of the pictures, so there is hope.
I look forward to feeling a bit better so I can read to him as well. Otherwise, he's going to grow up thinking that The Runaway Bunny is actually ... written in Swedish!
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