On the first day of Christmas…

Despite being really not very well, Monkey face perked up sufficiently last night to be really quite excited that we read Crazy Hair and gave us the reward of insisting that she sat and “read” the book aloud herself. I had no idea that, at just over two years old and only 2.5 months into bookingandbedding, she would be able to cross that bridge into a world where she is reciting books back at us.

It’s a stunning lesson in how we undersell not only our children’s potential, but also our own.

This morning, as I was leaving for work, I found her lying sprawled on the living room floor, heels aloft, chin on hand, reading Crazy Hair aloud to herself, as I read as a teenager. I gulped a little.

Every day, a little treat hidden away to savour and at which to wonder



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