Monday, August 10, 2015

Boys and Books.

My seventeen-year-old and his father, my most awesome partner. This photo was a long time coming. My son has struggled with dyslexia and today he's reading with interest. A Streetcar Named Desire, because acting has lured him in, reluctantly. But we are progressing forward. I still read to my sons aloud. Because we love family gathering and cuddling time. I've read to my boys since they were in utero. Habits of love. Though it was quite the uphill struggle.
This picture represents progress. Yay!

2 comments:

Crystal said...

Aw, this is so sweet! We’ve read to our son right from the start, and I hope that love of reading time and being read to will stick with him for his whole life.

Karen lee Hallam said...

Hi Crystal, thanks for visiting. I love reading to my boys, even though they're 15 and 17 years old now. We cherish our quiet family time, especially all the craziness surrounding our lives. A blessing, for sure. And we still cuddle--shhh. :)