Do you have memories of being read to? I do...some of my favorite books are attached to voices of people I love, and wonderful memories. I can hear The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings in my dad's voice. Heidi in my mom's. The Island of the Blue Dolphin's is Grandma Lemmon. And Just So Stories my Aunt Charlotte.
Then I became a mom, and now I do most of the reading. I wonder if my kids will think of me every time they read Little House on the Prairie, or Mouse and the Motorcycle. I hope so.
I did have a flash back of sorts the other day though. Ivan was doing his reading lessons, and as part of that was reading out loud to me one of the Little Bear stories while I fed and rocked Rue. His voice was soft, and he's just about the same age I imagine Little Bear to be. I closed my eyes and rocked and listened. It was one of those perfect moments. And I hope that as long as I live, whenever I think about Little Bear books, I can hear them being read to me in Ivan's 6-year-old voice.
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