"Mama, that sign says CART!"All of a sudden, The Mayor is reading.
For the past three nights in a row, he's picked a book called Old Bear to hear as a bedtime story.
Only neither K nor I have read it to him.
He read it to us!
I'm completely peacock, parent proud and also somewhat stunned.
I remember learning to read (at least I think I do).
Wasn't it in first grade? Wasn't I six?
He is four! He is in pre-K!
He is Biggie Smartowsky!
What's the name of the blog?
Oh, The Joys!
(And I really mean it!)
(AND the swelling in his ear has gone down dramatically!)