The Reader
Fortunately for us, our children love to read. Unfortunately for us, our children love to read.
Nigel reads all the time - morning, noon, night. At home, at the restaurant, in the car, in the lift, while walking, while swimming - ok I'm kidding about the swimming - that's just me exaggerating. He's even started bringing books into the toilet while doing the big erk-erk.
There are some downsides to being such an avid reader. Some of these are:
- The inability to discern proper lighting. Nigel can read in pitch darkness - this might be in a moving car at night or in his bed after we've turned off the room lights. His eyesight is actually not perfect anymore - and his thinking that he has bat blood doesn't help. Half the time we have to shout at him t put the book away is because the lighting is not good enough, the other half ...
- Is because when he is reading, his goes deaf. He has a toggle switch between the sense of sight and sound. Asking him, when he is reading a book, to do something, is akin to shouting at a concrete wall. You can hear your own echo, but it is silence after that. Some concrete walls have been known to hand up their bath towels after use, but not Nigel when he is engrossed in a book.
Shannon is starting to pick up reading too. And Amber likes to pretend she can read.
But reading is supposed to be good right? So onward we go.