Reading to my kids is one of my favorite activities. My dad read to us every night until about middle school age, when we started to get too busy with homework and other activities. Those are some amazing memories, cuddled up on either side of him listening to The Great Brain and The Hobbit and many more. My brother liked to play tricks on dad occasionally, which added to the fun. I remember when he took his socks off and untied dad’s shoes with his toes, so subtly that dad never noticed until he got up to put the book away. I hope our kids will have memories as good, although perhaps without the pranks….