Ready to Read

Our little Sawyer has become quite the bookworm lately. As anyone whose ever had a toddler will understand, we always start to worry if Sawyer gets too quiet. If he's gone more than a few minutes without running down the hall or karate chopping the furniture or knocking something over, it usually means that he's found some kind of quiet mischief to get into. I know it's hard to believe that our sweet, angelic son would ever smear diaper rash cream all over his face or completely unroll several rolls of toilet paper or get into my makeup and put mascara all over his lips, but apparently sometimes being two years old clouds your better judgement.

Lately, though, we've had some pleasant surprises. Sometimes, when we go to investigate why we're not hearing any sounds of toddlerhood in our house, we find our little angel curled up with one of his favorite books. If it's one that we've read frequently before, he's likely to be quietly "reading" it to himself. Otherwise, he'll just sit and slowly flip the pages and study each picture. It's precious to watch. And it doesn't ruin my makeup!