I read to Bear multiple times a day and rarely miss a pre-bed book. It could have been a kids book or even a book I was reading if I deemed it appropriate for him. I just wanted him to enjoy the written word.
Sights like this were common even at 5 months old with Bear. I continued that with EV from the time she was born. Now a days, I am just juggling another kid on my lap and keeping the toddler from skipping through the pages at lightening speed. I don't mind though since they seem to enjoy it as much as I do. Even if the littlest one falls asleep half way through Snow White and the biggest gets mad when you pause to put her down.
It may not always be the fairy tale scenario I envision it to be, but it always feels worth it when my kid passes on his favorite TV show to sit on the floor and read. It makes think I'm doing something right in this whole craziness called Motherhood.