When I was pregnant, I was afraid of many things: My water breaking on the carpet at work, strangers touching my stomach, that the baby would turn out to be a football player... But honestly one of my biggest fears was that he wouldn't like to read. Well, that fear is firmly put to bed.
I don't know if he had a natural inclination from the start or it's the fact that we've been reading to him since he was born, but Ben loves books. Up in his room we have most of his board books scattered on the floor in front of the bookshelf and 8 times out of 10 he chooses books over toys. He crawls right for them and entertains himself for a long time just flipping through all the pages.
He's also started doing the very "kid" thing of wanting to read the same book over and over and over. You can't truly appreciate the complexities of Little Quack's Bedtime until that sixth reading.