My David is reading a chapter book. We're going to do one chapter a night. And I have to type it again because it's still so hard to believe:
My David is reading a chapter book.
A chapter book.
The world is made of awesome.
It's this one, by the way.
He's still not totally digging on the reading thing, but he's so proud of himself when we're all done. Like he can't believe himself that he did it.
Well, of course he did it. He's David, and he frequently does what we all think is too tough for him to do.
I look forward to more evenings with my old pals, Frog and Toad, and high-fives with the boy who brings them to life.
The boy who brings me to life, as well.