A gray it’s – about – to – snow day here in Montana. Walked through the living room, talking out loud and my daughter said, “Shh. I’m reading.”
I was surprised.
1) My kids have not yet been the kid of readers to fully devote attention to a book.
2) Middle of the day on a Saturday, they’re either at work, out with friends or napping
3) Wait… I know that book
An hour later, “Mom, you’re a really good writer. Can I have the next one?”