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Summer Reading

Summer is well underway.

We had a very busy first week basketball, baseball, swimming, testing, school, and EFY.

The kids had a blast and are looking forward to another busy week. This week we have grandma, swimming, baseball, youth conference, school, piano, and cub scout day camp.

In addition, to all the summer fun, I like to remind the kids that they are going to have to go back to school. There are certain activities that will help the beginning of the school year go smoother. For example, reading. Reading is a great summer activity, and a way to prepare for the up coming school year.

For the past several years we have had summer reading lists and summer reading goals. My oldest three have always been on board. Well, for the most part. There was reading going on, and summer reading goals being met.

Ours is a family that reads and enjoys reading, always!

Yup, I said it I said the word that will surely bring about a curse. I said, "Always." Saying always is equivalent to saying never. "My kids will never....". I flinch when I hear people say that sentence because you know what is going happen. Pretty soon that same person is going to be saying, "I can't believe my kid did that!"

Yet, I was caught saying, "My kids always read during the summer," followed by, "They never give me a hard time about reading." I'm pretty sure the result of uttering the above statement is the current state of events.

My youngest likes nothing more than playing. He loves being outside running, jumping, climbing, and playing with friends.

Which is why, when I announced on Monday that he would have read for 20 minutes before going outside, I was sure I would win.

I should probably back up just a tiny bit. You see all school year H. has rebelled against the reading calendar. Each month he tried to wiggle his way out of reading. It wasn't an out and out rebellion it has just been a slow building rebellion.

I knew that getting the kid to read this summer was going to be impossible. That is why when the idea came to me, to have him read before he went out and played, I thought I was brilliant.

For two whole days  I thought I was the smartest mom ever. I was even thinking that I should get some kind of awesome mom award.

Monday and Tuesday the kid read without a question. Wednesday, he put on his pout but he read.

Then...

Thursday, he didn't ask to go play....

Friday, he didn't ask to go play....

Saturday...

I may be slow, but I'm not that slow I knew by Saturday the rebellion was back. The kid was giving up what he loved most because he didn't want to read.

Now I am kind of at a loss. I know that there are people out there who think I should let it go. It is summer let him have fun. Worry about the reading thing in the fall.

But

We are a family that reads.... ALWAYS!!!!

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Please send help.

Comments

Liz said…
My oldest is very similar. The only way I get him to read is by hooking him into a good book first. Sometimes I start reading it to him while he is eating a snack at the counter after school - just so that he gets interested. Then, if he doesn't pick it up immediately and read some on his own, I start reading it to him when he is brushing his teeth, about to get into bed, so that he will ask for it so he can read more once he jumps into bed. (It's easy to make the story super interesting when I'm reading it out loud also.) He always wants to read when he is in bed, but now that it is warm and he is so active all day long, he often falls asleep too quickly to read at all. I am pushing them to get into bed a bit earlier now, just so that he can read for a while. Anyways, just some thoughts. Good luck!!
Angie said…
I say - how can you say no to a face like that? :) But I am such a pushover. So I am not one to ask for advice.

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