As for Me?
I am on team “talking to my kids about shared books we’re reading.”
I am on team “put down the wii controller, turn off the TV, stop texting your friends and read a book.”
So yeah, I read all four books in the series. My daughter reads them, too. I’ll probably pull her out of school early today to go see “New Moon.”
When you have a middle-school daughter, you keep those tenuous lines of communication open by whatever means necessary.
We talk about Edward’s stalker tendencies, whether Bella is really making wise choices, what it’s worth to give up for love, and what things of our selves we hold on to.
And we also discuss whether Robert Pattinson or Taylor Lautner is hotter. Yeah, so? What are you going to do, take my Mother of the Year badge away?
When my daughter was little, I was an expert on Junie B. Jones. Those aren’t great intellectual reads, either. But they were the kindling that fueled her love of books.
With my son, it was the “Spiderwick Chronicles.” When he came to us, at 8, he announced he HATED reading. So we started reading out loud, books that captured the imagination of a second-grade boy.
Now, he loves books so much, he marks on the calendar the day the next volume of the “39 Clues” series will come out. He starts wheedling for a trip to the bookstore as soon as we get within striking distance.
And yes, I read those books, too. Because I want him to know what he values, I value.
And because they know that, when I tell my kids, “try this book,” and hand them something a little meatier, they are more likely to trust me.
So, hate away on the “Twilight” series. I would, but I’ll be too busy giggling conspiratorially with my daughter on the way to the movies.
Also? Team Edward. Like there’s any contest.