Two nights ago we were reading from a book called, "Ten little fingers and ten little toes," a really delightful book about babies born all over the world and the fact that everyone is alike because we all have...10 little fingers and 10 little toes.
There's a verse that says, "there was one little baby who was born in the hills/and another who suffered from sneezes and chills." And when she was only a few months old and wanted me to read that book to her EVERY NIGHT, I used to pretend I was sick when I talked about sneezes and chills. "Ah-choo!" I'd say, and pretend to look sick. Rachel was quite concerned and used to snuggle against me, as if to comfort me.
Well. Two nights ago, when I got to that page, before I could say anything she said, "Ah-CHOO!" and looked quite pleased with herself. "Oh, Rachel, you REMEMBERED!" I said.
I hadn't read the book to her in MONTHS! How on Earth did she remember??
Thursday, March 4, 2010
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