Yesterday Tommy and I sat on the couch and ready nearly every book he owns. We were snuggling on the couch, watching a little Ellen when he started signing book like a crazy-boy. So he ran to his room, got a story and brought it to me begging me to read it to him.
Then we finished it, and he ran back to his room and brought out another.
Repeat at least 20 times.
It was a beautiful 45 minutes in my life.
Also, the running back and forth is why real books are better than nook books. Just sayin'.
Then we finished it, and he ran back to his room and brought out another.
Repeat at least 20 times.
It was a beautiful 45 minutes in my life.
Also, the running back and forth is why real books are better than nook books. Just sayin'.
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