I’ve noticed that there are a number of involuntary behaviors that babies tend to bring out in people:  silly noises, ridiculous dancing, contorting faces, . . . and reading aloud.  There is something about babies that just makes people want to read to them. Even if they’re sleeping.

I’ve always loved reading, and reading stories and poems before bed with my mom and brother is one of my most treasured childhood memories.

Now I am having so much fun watching my family and friends—readers and non-readers alike—sharing books with Jacob.

(To answer your questions:  Yes, John and Jacob are both wearing Jets gear.  No, I didn’t plan that.  Yes, I’m happy it happened.  And yes, that is Max und der Schnuller, the greatest book of all time.)

I joke around that Jacob learned to read in the womb.  I mean he came with me to work at a publishing house every day, so it’s only natural, right?  Seriously, though, I am grateful that others are helping to foster a love of books, reading, and learning in our little man.

And someday, I’m sure he’ll learn that books are not food.  Well, I hope so.