A teacher just told me that children begin to gain independence from their parents once they begin to read. That explains it. I love that Lucas is reading, but not loving his newly found independence. He doesn’t seek me out when he comes home from school, he just grabs a book and plops down on the couch. He doesn’t ask me to play with him anymore. And this is coming from a woman that still has two little ones clinging to her ankles. Dare I say I’d be happy to have all three clinging to my ankles.