Thursday, January 14, 2016

Quiet Reading, November 2015

In the mornings, the boys often get up and go play downstairs while me or Darren drag ourselves out of bed to be parents.  One morning it was very quiet, instead of the usual muted sounds of playing.  I walked downstairs to find my boys engrossed in their own books, unaware of the mess around them or the table that was right in front of the bookshelf.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I love it! That's the result of parents reading to them and giving them a love of books! Good Job!