At first, it started out "cute" or "darling", but now it is nothing but serious and at times we have to make her stop. This girl r.e.a.d.s. A.L.L. d.a.y. The stories of her are quickly becoming legendary.
The week we brought Clairvaux home all the kids got the stomach flu. I was up nursing the baby and we heard Vianney crying. John went in there to find that she
had thrown up. He got her up so he could clean the bed up. She came toddling out and sat down to...read. Yep. Even when she is plagued with serious illnesses she can still muster up the gusto to read. She was sitting in our dark living room, pale faced, but still reading.
We ate with some friends last night and got home around 10:30. We told the kids to get dressed, brush their teeth and hop in bed. Where did we find the little one? On the couch, in the dark, reading her books. I will post those pictures later.
I took these pictures to show John on our camera how often she was caught reading this specific day. Here is the time stamp for each picture: 3:15 PM
The day my mom left her and I went for a few last errands with Vianney. We were out and about for an hour and a half. The ENTIRE trip she sat in her carseat and scanned her book. We went to fill up the car=reading. I ran into Chipotle=reading. We picked up a pair of shoes=reading. We stopped to get a pop=reading. She never looked up. She just sat occasionally mouthing the words to her books.s
If she has a brief moment, she will catch up on the latest news.
The most popular pick: Go Dog Go. If we lost it, her world wouldn't be right. The book meets all her needs. She chants it in her language all day. Big Dog, Little Dog, Black Dog, White Dog.