I spent the morning wrapping bandages around Little Man today. No, there was no awful accident, he had chosen to go to the World Book Day celebrations at his preschool dressed as Mr Bump.
World Book Day is quite a big event in my calendar. I am a School Librarian when I am not on maternity leave so have always celebrated it. Stressful costume finding aside though, celebrating is exactly what we should be doing today. Celebrating reading, books and trying to instil a love of reading in our kids. I spend my professional life trying to get kids to read but not just read; helping them to fall in love with reading just like I did when I was a little girl. My Mum took me to the Library when I was little and I was hooked. A quiet, shy little girl, the Library was my favourite place to be. It was everything that made childhood special; it was based around imagination. The words are there to read and the pictures are there to see but no one ever reads a book the same and no child ever takes the same from a story. Now I take my own kids to the Library hoping for it to have the same effect on them and I make my very own Library at work. Sharing a story with my boy is one of my favourite things to do with him. When he presents me with a book and asks me to read it it makes me so happy. It’s quiet time, chilled out time and a good story really has always calmed him down. Watching his eyes droop as we read a bedtime story together is heart warming and the perfect end to what is very often a hectic day.
Just like Valentines Day, World Book Day is only one day every year. But as Valentines Day reminds us to tell the people we care about that we love them, World Book Day reminds us to stop for 5 minutes and share a story with our kids. Reading is notoriously classed as boring by kids as they get older but I hope that Little Man continues to enjoy reading as he gets older and of course Little Lady too. So if you do get 5 minutes today grab a book and sit down for story time. I am definitely going to try. Reading opens up your mind to the possibilities of life, what we can do and what is out there. I don’t think I have picked up a book of my own since before I was pregnant last year. There never seems to be enough time or enough space in my brain but tonight instead of turning the TV on I might just pick up a book too. I probably won’t dress up though. Leave that to the kids!