After a busy Saturday, it was time to head to bed, but not before a bedtime story.

Only this time, it was I who wanted to head to bed early, and Eric whom I asked to read one to me. Yeah, the little guy can read. At 2. Geez, I only learned around 4. Anyway, I suggested this wonderful little book, and he just went straight through, cover to cover. Then, he started with another book, but I had to leave only my lovely wife to listen, so I could prepare this insignificant dispatch. I think we’ll use this little trick over and over again.

Addendum from the next night. The boy sang a lullaby to himself. A long verse in its entirety.