Several hundred times a day, Grace brings Joe or me (usually not Joe) a book to read to her. She then elbows her way onto the lucky parent’s lap, and settles in for a good 3 seconds before squirming, pushing the book with her feet, and turning the pages before said parent can read 3 words per page.
The other day, Grace brought me this book to read aloud to her:
which is basically the first, oh, I don’t know, two or three pages of Charlotte’s Web, only it’s stretched out and has more pictures. She was remarkably less ADHD than usual, and it actually seemed like she was paying attention as I was reading. When I got all of two pages in, she exclaimed, “Nonna!” (her name for my mom)
Since my mom was not visiting that day, it took me a moment to realize what she meant. Then I saw that she was pointing to this lady, Fern’s mother:
For comparison, here’s an actual photo of my mother:
I’m not sure if it’s the pulled back hair with bangs or the pig in her arms that did it. I’m guessing the pig.