Reading Stephen

I was wearing Anastasia in the Moby for a nap and trying to *quietly* get dinner ready this evening. I sent the children upstairs to play, but this little guy snuck back down. He knew he had better be quiet so as not to get in trouble for coming down, so he sat and started looking through books. It was soooo sweet to see those big brown eyes staring so wonderingly as he turned the pages. Then he started reading this one, "The Wheels on the Bus," and was even doing the hand motions I do when I read/sing it to him. I love this boy! What a smile it brought to my face. These little joys of motherhood make all the tough moments just melt away! I love you, my Stephen!