I read books to my baby just so she wouldn't cry while she's lying down. It hurts my back carrying her around. When I'm studying, I read to her aloud. But during this week, I wanted to read literature instead of medical information to ease my mind a little bit. I decided to start on my Anne Rice series. I haven't read any of her books until now. (I know, I have been missing really great works of one of the best writers of our time.) And I am totally gripped by the pages. I didn't like vampires before, but now, I think I do (with Brad Pitt as Lestat in my mind).
What I have been doing these past few days was read to my baby parts of the book that I'm currently on. And she listens intently. Now, I believe I'm supposed to read about happy things to a kid. And I'm kind of afraid that I should be reading the Bible to her during Holy Week instead of Anne Rice's gothic thoughts about vampires and ghosts and immortality and death and dying.
I'm trying to conjure up a justification in my mind why I should be allowed to read this kinds of ideas to her. Although, I know she doesn't really understand what I'm saying to her and just fascinated by my voice (yes, the only person who is), still, I'm wondering if she does, in some way.