Belle announced that she was going to read me a bedtime story tonight. I was kind of amused, figuring that it would be either a fanciful interpretation of pictures or that it would last about ten seconds before she gave in and asked me to read.
So the latest news update--Belle can in fact "read" "Five Little Monkeys Jumping on the Bed." Yeah, it kind of blew me away, too.
My children are treasures. There's just no other word for it : )
Originally, this blog was intended to be my take on life, a way to write regularly, and so forth. I'd like to move it in a different direction a bit, using my own lens to contemplate stuff going on in the world. Please comment ... I love conversations!!!!
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