The sweetest thing ever

It’s 5:30am. The kids’ bedroom door is cracked open. I peek in and see Eve, laying on her side, doggie tucked next to her head, reading light on, and a book propped open.  She’s reading silently to herself and doggie.  My heart melts and I once again wish for a photographic memory. 

On a side note, I wonder how long she’s been awake?

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