Nathaniel’s gotten into reading in recent weeks. He’d been working his way through picture books all through the fall, but he’s now starting to settle in on his own with a book. Since many of his up-early-and-busy activities involve either a lot of noise (pouring out the Legos at 6:30am on Saturday) or a sizable mess (an entire table covered in colored paper scraps and glue), this is a really nice addition. The other day I joined him in the living room and just marveled that he was sitting on the couch, reading, and I was sitting in the chair, reading. And there was peace and quiet and happiness.
He’s also picked up some of Katherine’s list-making habits: