This is a picture of Elise almost four months ago. She was eight months old then, and she loved books. Even when Elise was really tiny, she would pay attention for so long as I read to her, sometimes as long as half an hour or more straight.
I have been sad lately because I thought Elise didn't like to read anymore. I used to love that she loved books, but she won't sit still long enough to be read to anymore. She squirms away almost every time you try to read to her.
I said something about this to my sister, and she suggested that maybe Elise just wanted to read all by herself. [Remember this post?] My sister said her son went through an independent phase where he wouldn't let anyone read to him either. I had never thought of that, so I started watching Elise more closely.
And she still loves books. I realized that before I had just been too quick to take them away from her when she tried to read on her own. She's really hard on books sometimes (just yesterday, she ripped the cover off of one book, tore the page in another one, broke the binding on a board book, and bit into yet another board book). Since the books she reads belong to my sister's family, I didn't want her to mess them up. (Obviously, you can see how well that's going, but Holly is really nice about it.)
When you give her a chance, she really is very interested. This was yesterday:
This sight melted my heart.
I was so glad my baby still likes looking at books, even if she usually is too wiggly to finish Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See? right now. She is just learning to walk, which makes her crazy about moving. All. The. Time.
And every once in a while, she will sit still for you.
[This picture also melted my heart.]
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