We went to the library this week, and while K is playing happily with the blocks, he looks over at a table and notices 4 Bob the Builder Books strewn across that table. He dropped everything he was holding, grabbed the books and begged me to read them right then and there. I was ecstatic! He dropped toys to read…in the library. We looked like one of those smart, studious mommy/kid pairs while all the other kids (including C) ran around like wild bandicoots :).
This was a perfect reminder to me that I cannot choose for my children what they will be passionate about. I try to avoid books based off of shows or movies because I get enough of those on the television, but K saw something he liked, and has since carried those books with him, begging me to read them constantly.
I am fairly surprised with how tolerable these books are. I find myself reading in the same speech patterns the characters have on the show, but K loves it, and I enjoy that time with him.
Some of the books he got were “Muck’s Sleepover,” “Roley and the Rock Star” and “Best in Show!”