September 30, 2013

Going Barefoot

Growing up, I was always a bit of a bookworm. I remember spending an entire summer reading all of the Nancy Drew books and using every chance I could get to hide away and read more. My parents instilled in me a love for reading at a very early age, and that love has carried on throughout the years.

When I first became a parent, one of the few things I knew was that I wanted my daughter to love reading. Before she was even born, she had a healthy library of board books, which I tried to read to her every night from the get-go. I researched books and read about which were the best. I found books I remembered loving as a kid, and bought as many as I could. As soon as she was old enough, I started taking her on weekly trips to the library. I was a tad bit obsessed.