…that the reading switch has been officially switched to the on position in your youngest child:
She wouldn’t put the book down to walk out at bed time, or to give me a hug, or to walk back to her room. And I still can hear her murmuring to herself in her room, with the lights off, in the fading light of our midnight (10:45pm) sun…
(I’m positive she’s trying to finish this one so that she can dig into the one TBF got her for her birthday - she’s already sampled the first couple pages in anticipation. Hee.)
