But lately he's just seemed turned off to reading. He didn't even want someone reading to him so assignments were great fun and often a struggle just to get through.
Then this morning, I happened to send him to his room to do a daily 15-Minute Tidy (15 minutes to a timer where he has to go through his toys and declutter his room) with the hopes of eventually being to the point where we can see the shelves and floors in there once again.
But then it was eerily silent. There was no complaints. No whiny little voice saying "where does this go?" and "I didn't make this mess...R took this out and didn't put it away", etc. Just silence.
Now, having only one child and that child being a relatively quiet child, you would think I would be used to the silence. I am. But there was something "not right" about this particular silence. Something that told me I'd better go and make sure Beav was alright.
What I found was Beav laying on his belly on his bed...
READING!!!
He had found a book of Bible stories we had given him a long time ago and Ward would read one of these stories to him every night. He was laying there and he looked up to me and smiled and said "Daddy will sure be surprised to night when I read to him from this book, huh? Last time I knew where this book was, I didn't know how to read very well and now I can read almost all the words and the words I don't know, I can sound out or just read on and then figure out what the word means!"
Yeah, being an avid reader a bit of relief washed over me. My boy was reading again, and enjoying what he was reading. By the time he came out of his room, he said he had read FIVE of the stories in his book! At 3+ pages per story that was at least 15 pages he had read! I was happy.
And now, he's sitting on the sofa reading his latest copy of National Geographic Kids.
He's back :)
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