On Wednesday I found a book in the fridge. Apparently, when Nana
brought the kids back from Chick-fil-A, I put the whole kids meal bag in the
fridge without looking through it. Today as I went through the fridge I saw the
book. Eli saw it too, of course, and wanted to read it right away. So we sat
down in the middle of the kitchen floor to read a cold book about zebras. Only
Tessa didn’t want to read books, she wanted to sit in my lap. So every time I
started reading she yelled, stopping when I stopped, beginning again when I
read more.
Today Eli told me he wants to be a superhero when he grows up. I am so relieved to have made it past "garbage man" or "construction worker". A superhero could materialize into any career, really, so we shall see where it takes him.
