My eldest son used to be an avid reader. Or at least he begged to be read to every night and was willing to do his part. We alternated pages at bedtime, and in this way tore through many of the classics from Greek myths to Roald Dahl. He devoured…
My eldest son used to be an avid reader. Or at least he begged to be read to every night and was willing to do his part. We alternated pages at bedtime, and in this way tore through many of the classics from Greek myths to Roald Dahl. He devoured…