Before I had my baby girl, I came up with a list of books I loved as a kid. Goodnight Moon, The Runaway Bunny, and Miss Rumphius were my favorites, and were the first books I bought for our impending bundle. Once Noelle was born, I would read books I wanted to read for myself out loud so she could hear my voice and expose her to vocabulary outside of my own meandering conversations with her and those she heard between my husband and me. The first book I read to her was A Little Princess, also one of my favorites. Then, the 8th Harry Potter book was released, so I read her The Cursed Child. That was a bit awkward to read a play out loud, but I figured I was reading to a two month old, so it didn’t matter. To my delight, Noelle now loves to read. Goodnight Moon is now one of her favorites, too. We know she wants to read it when she says, “fireplace,” or “clock,” which are two of her favorite objects to point out in the pictures of the room. This afternoon, she fell asleep in the car on the way home. When we pulled into the driveway, I opened her door and started unbuckling her carseat straps. Once she blinked away the sleep from her eyes, she wouldn’t stop repeating, “fireplace” until we got to her room and I handed her Goodnight Moon. I hope her love of reading never fades.