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It was a combination of not really having an opinion in general and feeling that I read too much.
They liked that I read, however they did feel that I read too much as compared to playing out side, that I read at inappropriate times (sometimes preferring to read instead of eating dinner) and/or that I read too late instead of going to bed on time.
My dad was shocked at the times that I would borrow 12 books from the library at once - not realizing that I could inhale a "Choose Your Own Adventure Book" in an hour or less depending on the story and its options.
My stepmom didn't quite get my brief but intense Stephen King period in highschool, but not only allowed me to go through the phase, supported it as well by buying 5 or 6 of his books for me to take when I went to go visit my mom that summer.
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