Love of Reading

When I walked in to pick Troy up from school today, I found him sitting in the reading corner with a little girl from the two-year old class, reading a book. Troy had the book on his lap, walking through each page and sharing the story with her. I’m not sure if it was the actual story, or if he was making it up as he went along, but he was “reading” with confidence, and she was eating it up. Of course, I suppose she had to trust him, because she couldn’t read it to call him out on it anyway. Every once in a while, she would point to something on the page to ask a question, and Troy would patiently pause his reading and formulate a reply. When the little girl saw me, she told Troy that his dad was waiting for him. Troy told her, “It’s okay. We’re going to finish the book first.” And he did. It was the cutest thing to see him sharing his love of books with a younger kid.