We’ve all seen the peaceful paintings of a mother and a couple of children sitting down in a comfy chair to enjoy a special time of mother reading aloud. Yet, when we try to gather our brood for a beautiful moment of storybooks and snuggling, we end up breaking up kick fights and raising our voices to a painful screech in order to be heard over the chatter. We spend so much time fielding nonsensical questions and bouncing the baby so she will quiet down that we give up the whole fiasco only a few pages into the book. For days (and sometimes weeks), we avoid read aloud time altogether until we can no longer resist the siren song of those scrumptious pages and our unrealistic dreams of oil painting perfect afternoons. Once again, we seat the children around us and once again we are met with the same result.
How can this be?