If you’d rather read than do practically anything else, then you’re my fellow bibliophile. You understand how I could get lost in a novel and let the water boil out out of a pot until the hard boiled eggs turned into mini-bombs and exploded.

Now that I’m a parent, I have to temper my love of reading while trying to instill it in my young son. I want him to burn things in the kitchen someday, too. I want him to fall into a book so deeply that when his eyes lift from the page, he’s a little confused to find himself in his room. This blog is mostly about my attempt at rearing a life-long reader.

Since my son is too young for reading, he spends most of his time munching on the spines and turning the pages back and forth. But that’s how it begins, right?

Yeah Write