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Buying books

February 1, 2002

Late 2001/early 2002

I love to buy books. My son has a library all his own. It began small. It began to grow once we moved back to Irving and began browsing through thrift stores and going to garage sales.

We bought him 15 books in 2000

We bought him 61 more in 2001

Okay, in 2002, I went a little bonkers, I bought him 155 books. It was time for a new book shelf.

More later….

Lesson learned: Just because you surround your child with books doesn’t mean he’ll learn to read early or love to read. It took a few years to learn this one. My son is very creative, maybe the books have helped him with that.  

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Reading to my son

December 31, 2001

After moving to Irving, TX for preaching school, I began reading more books to my son. The library had a larger selection and I had a blast reading the stories. There are tons of readers who say, “I could do that,” after they read their children some picture books. I can’t say for certain that thought didn’t enter my mind. I can say for certain that I had a burning desire to write similar books. I was inspired by these writers. I loved their creations and wanted have some of those 32-page creations myself.

Some of the earliest inspirations:

Sheep in a Jeep

Farmer Mack Measures His Pig

The Cow That Wouldn’t Come Down

The Cow Buzzed

Farmer Brown Sheers His Sheep

I’m sure I’ll think of some other books that were quite an inspiration.  

- this memory is from late 2001/early 2002

Lesson learned: I love reading to my son. He is indeed my God-given inspiration.

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2001 – What did I do?

December 20, 2001

Getting ready for Preaching School back in Dallas kept us busy. Wasn’t inspired to write for any reason. My son was a little over 1 year old. Almost two when we moved. We read him some books, usually the same one at nap time and bed time. Not a lot of inspiration there. As you’ll see. My inspiration came from reading my son books. One book I remember checking out for him was a book on scorpions. He called a scorpion a “skorky.” We had a lot of them around our house. We tried showing him how dangerous they could be. He actually picked one up a few weeks earlier. Most of the books we checked out for him were truck and tractor books.

God must have been working in my mind full of mush, but the inspiration was slowly fermenting.

Lesson Learned: Life is changing fast.

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