I wanted my son to love reading as much as I did.  Everyone laughed when I began buying books as soon as I found out I was pregnant, but I knew what I was doing.  By the time Mickey was six months old I was giving him little books, even if all he did was tear out the pages.  By the time he was four I had explained that he could get to know anyone or travel anywhere, if he could learn to read.  The two of us poured over hundreds of books before he ever went to school and today his home has wall-to-wall bookshelves.  His books are his most prizes possessions.

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