Rooster and I were reading a picture book called “Noises” with drawings of animals and baby faces on each page.
“What sound does a sheep make?”
There was a picture of a baby laughing and I asked,
“How does laughing sound, Roo?”
Rooster demonstrated laughing with a big, fake number.
Then there was a picture of a baby crying.
“How does crying sound, Roo?”
Rooster crinkled her face in disgust and with an air of utter disdain said,
In the middle of our morning routine Rooster pulled The Three Billy Goats Gruff off the shelf and handed it to K.
He started reading to her...
“Once upon a time there were three billy goats and the name of all three billy goats was…”
With a burst of literary confidence and total delight, Roo yelled,
She turned towards me nodding vigorously, so proud of herself.
K continued reading...
“Who’s that trip trapping over my bridge?”
“It is I,