On his way home from work one day, my husband picked up some books for me at the library. When he came home, he gave me the bag with the library books. I handed each child a book from the bag and I put my book, Master and Commander, on the kitchen counter. That night, I noticed the book lying open on the counter. I commented to my husband that one of the children must have been looking through it. My husband confessed that he had been the one looking at the book. A short while later, the book was no longer on the counter. My husband had claimed it as his.
Our oldest was delighted. Her daddy reads periodically and she does not always see him reading. However, he had a hard time putting this book down. Almost every night, we found him lying on the couch and reading. One night, Catherine could not contain her excitement. She came in to my room and said, “Mommy, Daddy’s reading! It is so good to see him reading.” She left the room and went to share her enthusiasm with her father.
I did not read the book, but my husband did tell me about it. He is currently reading a book on the Crusades. Next time, there seems to be a lull in his reading, I know what to check out from the library. 🙂
