Remember summer reading? I don't mean the lists your teachers handed out as "suggested reading" for the summer. (Sorry, Bridget!) I mean having the time away from school to finally read what you wanted to read.
I probably brought a few books to camp and on the road trips to visit my grandparents. But the best part of summer reading was having some days with nothing planned and a quiet place to be. I'd lie on my stomach on the carpeted floor of the basement where it was cool. Funny, but I don't even remember what books I read there. Just the halfway sleepy sensation of coming out of the story when I was finished, feeling a little stiff, checking my elbows for rug burns.
At our library, and I'm sure many others across the country, summer reading officially begins Monday with a big party. I'll tell you all about it next week. Meanwhile, I have the day off, it's raining, and I have reading to do.
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yes...I loved summer reading. Still do! I tell the kids they can go to bed at 8:30 or they can read with me in the living room from 8:30-9:15 and go to bed then. (not the older one...she's a night owl and too old for my bedtimes), but the younger ones snap up that opportunity. It's my favorite time of day -- all of us sitting quitely in the livingroom reading our own books 'together'. :)
I remember going to the library during the summer and coming back with stacks of books. Mom would rescind the "no books at the dinner table" rule that evening, and all of us would come to dinner with a book that we absolutely couldn't wait to read...
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