As a booklover raising a dyslexic child.

I was such a voracious reader when I was kid, i read and reread everything I could get my hands on. It was a massive part of my childhood and growing up. Over the years as parent I've definitely had some feelings of - not disappointment - but a longing to share this passion with my son.He is nearly 10 now, an age when I'm starting to realise that there's not so much of his childhood left. It's a bittersweet feeling, it's exciting to watch him learn and grow and I look forward to seeing the adult he will become, but I will miss the child he is and has been.I've also recently been feeling a weird sort of anxiety that he is missing out on things that I loved as a child and always wanted him to know as well, and a huge part of that is books. (I know this is ridiculous and doesn't really matter in the long run, you don't have to tell me that :)He is not a big reader. He is dyslexic so it's not easy for him like it was for me. He likes to sit and go over his minecraft and Lego books, but for reading actual stories he's still at picture book level and doesn't like to do it for fun so much.I read novels to him, chapter by chapter, and we listen to audiobooks together, so together we've got through some good books. Lots of Roald Dahl, the first 4 Harry Potters, the first 2 Narnias and the first 2 His Dark Materials, Black Beauty, Charlotte's Web, A Wrinkle in a Time etc.But I keep thinking of more books that I loved as a kid, or I'll suddenly realise that there's something I never read to him and now he's growing too old for it. I never read him all the Winnie the Poohs, maybe we didn't get to all of the Beatrix Potter books, I probably didn't read him every story in that massive book of fairy tales that I reread countless times when I was a kid. Some well known fairy tale will randomly come up in conversation and I'll realise that he doesn't know it, because if I don't make a point to read it to him, he won't know it, because even though all these stories are sitting there on our shelves, he won't discover it by himself. But we just don't have the time to get through all the children's stories that I know are fantastic.It's hard sometimes, I guess it's just something I have to get over. But I still feel some mild sort of anxiety that I have to choose the stories that will make up his knowledge and reading foundation. Sometimes I worry I won't get time for some important part of culture and as an adult he will end up having lots of those conversations where people go "What, you don't know X?! How is that possible everyone knows that story". via /r/Parenting http://ift.tt/2wP7pKs