My daughter slept late this morning (the last day of vacation). Before she got up, I heard her talking quietly to herself in her room. I peeked in, and found her lying in bed, "reading" Rob Scotton's Secret Agent Splat! to herself.
There was no time for me to even snap a photo. But in my mind, I have a lovely picture of my Baby Bookworm, lying in bed on a lazy Sunday morning, entertaining herself with a picture book. The beginning of wonderful days to come, I hope.