|My daughter's mailbox...I love "Dale" |
peeking in the background of this picture.
Since my children were little, they have been surrounded by books. They have been read to, read with, seen their parents read, seen their grandparents read, seen their mom's next stack by her bed, had books in the car, and have been falling into their own independent reading routines over the past few years.
|My writing "Next Stack"|
Now my children are growing up and realized... they have not seen me write other than typing blog posts, mailbox letters, or grocery lists. So, one of the things I CREATEd this year was a journal next to my bed. I have one for each child. At night, before I go to bed, I jot down thoughts about each one of them....I am trying to avoid "retelling" the day, but thinking about those moments, life lessons, quotes or snapshots that they did not realize I thought, saw, or chose not to say. Every morning they wake up and read what I wrote. They add more details to the story and ask why I didn't write other things...and then the writing becomes storytelling, explaining a quote that I wrote, or why I chose that moment or feeling to write. I am so excited about the gift I will have to give each of them...a journal of my thoughts about them and creating memories of sharing my writing with them now.