Eddie loves to read, with others and by himself. Throughout the day he'll sit quietly by his bookshelf and flip through some books. The other day he was babbling on in a bored manner while perusing Olivia. I wondered why he sounded so blah. Then I realized he sounded a lot like me as I was unceremoniously reciting an article earlier in the day. Later, he read a whole book in raspberries and then in baas.
One of our favorite books to read at nap time is Freight Train by Donald Crews. It takes us through all the different cars of a freight train and the different places it goes. We make chugging and whistle sounds. A few times a week, we'll go for a walk to Northpoint Park along the Charles River. This takes us on a bridge over the commuter rail going to Maine from North Station. It's a busy track so we always see trains and I stop to point them out. This is in a very noisy, complex space, just where the Charles enters the Harbor and the architectural beauty Zakim Bridge towers overhead. It's hard to focus in on anything, your eyes and ears are so completely teeming. The last time I stopped to watch the trains, Eddie had his typical observant glaze for a moment then sat up straight and pointed. He saw the train! It's just like what he reads about at home! He kept watching and pointing as we crossed over the tracks. Che bambone!
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