Saturday, March 20, 2010

The Moon is Broken

Tonight, I looked at the waning crescent in the west, and I put my finger on it; I said, "The moon is broken, daddy!" Then daddy played a lovely song for me on the computer:


Reading Aloud

These days, I love to sit and read one of my books. But, no matter what book I read, it always comes out exactly the same:

"Daddy go dojo, over there.
Mommy go 'foffee shop' [sic], over there.
Rocket go school, over there."

It's my favorite story!