When I was a kid, my family did not have the luxury of buying me books.  I only received a book for my birthday or as a Christmas present—and even that was not every year.

The kids at the shelter are very blessed to have books within reach. From toddlers to teenagers, these kids are exposed to the beauty of what books have to offer. It is amazing to see how engrossed they are when they start looking at and reading books.

One of the kids I work with in therapy enjoys books.  A lot.  It is easy to tell how much he enjoys books just by looking at his facial expressions. Some of the physical therapy stuff I introduce when working with him is not received well.  He thinks it is hard, uncomfortable or boring.  But when we get to floor time and I incorporate books into the therapy, he does not care what he is asked to do.  He will go on all fours, kneel, or sit cross-legged as long as he gets to touch, look at the books, and flip the pages.

Yes, this toddler’s day looks like this—Read. Eat. Play. Sleep.