Alex the Reader

she reads and reads and reads

Alex is a reader. She constantly has a book to read, sometimes two. I, too, like to read but our reading choices rarely coincide. That is rather obvious, seeing as she is eleven and well… I’m not. We do both however like the Harry Potter series and we’ve also shared the “Series of Unfortunate Events” but for the most part there isn’t a whole lot of overlap. I usually come down to her level. I really can’t blame her. I don’t think she’d get a whole lot out of some of the crazy science fiction that I’ve had lately (A Scanner Darkly comes to mind, that was one weird book).

That brings me to our current overlap. Alex was showing me one of her school books that had some comic strips in it. She seemed to enjoy them and was getting a kick out of one in particular, “Calvin and Hobbes.” I enjoy them also. Imagine her elation when I informed her that there were a couple compilations in the closet upstairs waiting for her. They’ve been waiting for awhile; I think I’ve had them since 1989 or so.

I know they’re not really books in the novel sense, but it’s always nice to find something in common with one of your children. It’s even better when you can laugh together.