Books became comfort, love, and peace for all of us. My eldest ran and grabbed a book and asked me if we could please, oh please do a Books Before Breakfast even though it was the middle of the afternoon. There were tears and snarls from all of us.
We were making cookies when the flour spilled, the vanilla bottle cracked into the sink, and the youngest (at the time) was pulling banana peels back out of the trashcan to eat them. I remember one day in particular when we were having a rough moment in the kitchen. It’s also become a wonderful coping tool for other times of the day, not just the morning. Books Before Breakfastīooks Before Breakfast is a tradition that although born of necessity has quickly made one of the hardest parts of my day one of the most rewarding.
This trick worked so well and for so long that my kids have declared this special story time “Books Before Breakfast”. I was amazed, but so very grateful to have found a quick and simple way to bring peace to our mornings. Within a few minutes of starting to read, my morning grump calmed himself and crawled right up into my lap to hear the remainder of the story. One day while he was whining and moaning, I sat down on the floor and began to read a book to the other two in the hopes the storm would soon pass. He was simply unpleasant in the mornings. He wouldn’t sleep in even when he was tired, but he also wouldn’t be happy about waking. I have two bright and happy ready to go morning children and one curmudgeon who for the first two years of his life made all our mornings a little rough.
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