My love of reading is no secret, nor is the fact that I love reading to Cam. I started reading to him on the the very first week he came home from the hospital and never stopped. I have watched as Cam began to enjoy exploring books on his own. Turning the pages, opening and closing the covers and babbling happily to himself. Quietly wondering if I was in fact witnessing the first signs that Cam will share my love for books.

This week Cam began pulling out books and handing them to me with a "please read to me Mama" kind of look in his eyes. And I obliged. I always oblige. No matter where and no matter what, I will stop what I'm doing to read Cam a book when he asks. I am struck powerless to these requests.

Today was a tough day. Sleep interrupted by an hours long 2:30AM awakening, gloomy rain to keep you stuck inside and bored, 3 pesky little teeth pushing their way in, all of this added up to a whiny toddler and an exhausted Mama. But when bedtime finally arrived, instead of just looking for his bottle, Cam grabbed his favorite pop-up book and held it out to me in his chubby little hand. As he settled into my lap we read that 4 page, torn up, much loved book 3 times. And in the brightest few minutes of our day, a bedtime story was born. Can't wait to do it again tomorrow.