This morning when I went in to wake Annie up, she was curled up beside her pink teddy bear, reading "Goodnight Moon."
(Of course she wasn't really reading. But she did have it open, right side up, and was saying, "Boon, night, moon," meaning, "Balloon, goodnight and moon.")
She looked up and smiled at me, then kept reading for a few seconds before I picked her up.
It was very, very sweet.
Of course, said pink teddy bear is now in the washer after Annie violently threw him in the dirt when we were outside this morning. But whatever, she was sweet at least once today...
(Of course she wasn't really reading. But she did have it open, right side up, and was saying, "Boon, night, moon," meaning, "Balloon, goodnight and moon.")
She looked up and smiled at me, then kept reading for a few seconds before I picked her up.
It was very, very sweet.
Of course, said pink teddy bear is now in the washer after Annie violently threw him in the dirt when we were outside this morning. But whatever, she was sweet at least once today...
2 Comments:
Awww, how sweet! That is one of my all time favorite kids books. See, Annie has very good taste :)
OH, you make her out to be rotten... she is just typical 18 months old.... sweet, irrational, demanding, independently dependent, fearless, and sweet.
cute story
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