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I fell in love with reading when I was very small, before I even learned how to read for myself.

"How could that have happened?" I hear you cry. "How could you fall in love with reading if you couldn't read?"

Easy. My mother read to me. I distinctly remember my mother reading "Alice in Wonderland" to me, and I can still hear my older sister reading the opening sentence of "Winnie the Pooh":  "Here is Edward Bear, coming downstairs now, bump, bump, bump, on the back of his head, behind Christopher Robin".

Once we learned to read, my mother bought us Little Golden Books. We had a shelf full of them, from "The Pokey Little Puppy" to "Mr. Bear Squash-You-All-Flat." I graduated to chapter books, the Little House series, and more. The day I got my library card was a day to celebrate - all those books, just waiting for me!

I still love to read. I'm usually reading two books at once - one for lunchtime at the office; one for home. A main book, if you will, and a backup book. Oh, and I keep a magazine in the car, too.

So if you want your kids to read, read to them. And even though you'll get mighty tired of Busiest People and Wild Things and Piglet and Sam I Am, you won't be sorry. You'll create a reader.

As my mother always says, "If you have a book, you'll never be lonely."