A Pattern of Words

When the kids were younger, I LOVED reading aloud. Then we hit the four-kid stage where it became a huge chore, primarily because the kids fought endlessly over who sat next to (or on top of. Or over.) me. Not just a “one and done” fight, but a “after every picture book” fight. I started reading less. Now I’m trying so hard to read more again, but we’ve entered a new phase. A “every time you ask them what they want me to read it’s a Minecraft book” phase. I try to pass that chore off to Vincas whenever I can.