She'd take a book or two from her bookshelf, walk over to Tyler's recliner, and let him know that she wanted him to pick her up. He'd scoop her up, they'd read her books, and then she'd want down to go and find more books or to check and see where I was.
She's always loved her books, and she spends quite a bit of time during the day pulling them out, looking through them, and reading them. But usually she wants to read them during the day, and usually she wants me to be the one to read them to her. That's why this new nighttime routine is so great.
My heart practically explodes at the sight of it.
