I read to the girls all the time as they grew. I always had great new titles scattered all around the house. I did what I could to turn my girls in to readers. Now that Caroline is nearly nine and a voracious reader, I try to give her lots of independence and let her choose what she wants to read.
As a result, I am learning that Caroline is indeed, her own person, in book choice as in life. I rarely, if ever re-read. There are just so many great books out there and so little time. I just can’t bear to read something I have already read at the expense of a book I have not yet discovered.
But Caroline has read very few new books over the past few months. She is re-reading and re-reading and re-reading. It’s as if she can’t get her fill of comfort reading. The literacy consultant in me says, “She’s reading. That’s what important.” The mom in me says, “She’s happy. That’s what matters.”
But the fellow reader in me says, “Look at everything you are missing!! Get to something new!!!”
I suppose patience is required here but I am getting antsy. Any fellow readers out there who want to share their thoughts on re-reading? I’d love to hear from re-readers and non-re-readers alike…