I’ve been reading Fox in Sox to Rachael since she was a baby.  I’ve been getting pretty good at it, too, as in being able to just make it through the damned thing without stumbling.  I’ve even been working on speed.

The trick, I’ve found, is to not think of the words as words at all, but as syl-a-bles.  To read in more of a monotone.  To not look at the pictures.

Today, Ray read through Fox in Sox with me.

She laughed at herself so hard I started to stumble over the words because I was laughing too hard, too.  For a while she kept saying the same word over and over again, and I had to laugh whenever I caught her at it.

I don’t think I’ve ever had so much fun reading Fox in Sox.