guilty too-- One of my favorite memories of my son, was one sunday morning he was about 8 maybe 10 months old. and he had been fed, burped and changed-- and now i was trying to read a bit of the sunday times but he kept fussing.
In fun, his father handed Benjamin a section of the Times-- sports or classified, (junk sections in our house) and Benjamin pullled it up infront of him shook and wrinkled it, held it up for a while, shook and wrinkled it, and held it up again-- every 5 minutes or so! it kept him entertained for about a half hour! he was not an early reader-- but he learned early in his life that sunday morning entertainment included newspapers!
the best books are the ones that so take me in-- i forget where i am-- I remember reading a The Borne Identity (is that a Sydney Sheldon book?) and was so taken in by it.. that i was reading, and had to stop to pick up Benjamin from something--it was too late for him to walk home.. and as i walked out the back door, the light popped and went out, and i had to walk to the car in the dark, and i had a stray thought-- everyone who knew as much about the Borne identity had been killed..... And then i stopped and realize-- its just a book!
