As Momo does, she decided all on her own the other week that bedtime stories would now be her reading to us, which is a dangerously sleepy proposition when it’s the end of the day and you’re snuggled in bed listening to a story you’ve been hearing for seven years and can definitely, definitely recite without even needing the book in front of you.

But! She’s! Reading! All on her own, for fun! That never ceases to amaze me. I wake up in the morning sometimes and she’s got a whole pile of books beside her that she’s already churned through. We need to get this kid to the library more often, wow.

It’s just very cool to see her reading at a level that means she enjoys reading, and as people who’ve seen her through all of the stages, I wanted to share. <3