October 10

When I went upstairs to check on Brady after Adam put him to bed, I found him "reading to" BearBear. (I use quotes because as Brady explained, BearBear can read his mind so he doesn't actually have to read aloud. Just in case anyone wondered.)

I love so many things about this. I love that he used his last few minutes before lights-out to read. I love that he shared a good book with a friend. And --like I wrote a few weeks ago, too-- I really love that he still considers his stuffed animals to be his buddies. I know it won't be like this for too much longer, but I'm thankful that the innocence persists for now.