Saturday, December 13, 2014
Monday, December 8, 2014
In the car.
Ezra: Okay, I finished my book.
Me: Great! When we get home, you can read it to me.
Ezra: Aw, man, really?? I just read the whole thing!
Me: Yeah, but I want to hear you read. I love when you read to me.
Jude: I'm sick of hearing you read.
Ezra: Aw, man.
Me: How about if you read it to me later, around dinner time?
Ezra: Okay. 'Cause my mouth really hurts now from all that reading.
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