On our recent vacation, my 16-month-old Charlie discovered a copy of Reader’s Digest in the cottage we were renting. She sat quietly by herself, flipping pages, engrossed in the sea of letters. Throughout that week, she’d run to get the magazine and bring it over as if to say “Come on, read to me!”
Since returning home, we’ve bought her some more issues. Now, every time she’s fussy, I say, “Charlie, go get your Reader’s Digest,” and then she’ll sit calmly on my lap for an hour or more as I read it to her. I’m only sorry the magazine doesn’t elicit the same reaction from Charlie’s twin brother, Henri!
The obvious next move was to get Charlie her very own subscription. I have to guess that she’s the youngest person in your database!
SEB PARADIS, Montreal