I Love.....

With the advent of this Loving month, I thought I'd share a few things that make it on my cupid's list. First of all, this- is what is keeping me from doing laundry. I've actually finished this first one and am well into book #2. Mr. Mull is a bit of a genius. His imagery is amazing and the story is great. I'm always impressed when middle grade books can keep adults interested. (Hopefully, someday, mine will do the same.) Two of my kids have read the entire series and are waiting, quite impatiently, for the last one. I love books. There's nothing like escaping into a fantasy world with excitement and danger that your own world is lacking. For many years, my oldest kids struggled with reading and avoided it at all costs. Now, after much time working with them (and having them read with tapes or cd's) they've learned to love it. I have a hard time getting after them for staying up late when they're in bed reading. How can I fault them for following my example? I also love hearing what others are reading. Do you have any books to recommend?

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  1. Michelle SFebruary 9, 2011 at 9:12 AM

    You know I have lots of recommendations! We'll have to chat about that soon.

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  2. LiaFebruary 9, 2011 at 1:02 PM

    "We read to know that we are not alone."
    — C.S. Lewis
    "A children's story that can only be enjoyed by children is not a good children's story in the slightest."
    — C.S. Lewis
    "No book is really worth reading at the age of ten which is not equally – and often far more – worth reading at the age of fifty and beyond."
    — C.S. Lewis

    Gotta love C.S. Lewis!! I love reading books written for the youth for so MANY reasons!

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  3. LiaFebruary 9, 2011 at 1:07 PM

    Kowhai just finished, I am Number Four. She said it was good. I'm gonna read it before it comes out in theaters on the 18th.

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  4. RebekahFebruary 10, 2011 at 10:12 AM

    The Help and The Book Thief are two that stand out to me, I loved them both.

    I think reading is my very favorite pastime!

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  5. Michelle SFebruary 11, 2011 at 8:29 AM

    I second what Rebekah said. They are both great books!

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