I think that for a long time I was relieved when daddy was there to take over for stories and give me a break. It was nice to skip out and give someone else the chance to read...
But after being sick and hacking up a lung for way too long, I realized I MISSED it. I missed reading and singing and talking with you...
And so today, I read...and I read...and I read some more. You snuggled close and listened to every word, and anxiously helped turn the pages. I loved it. Lots. I hope I don't ever take something so simple as reading to you for granted, ever again.
It made my day.
Love, mom
