It is 23.53.
Tonight my 3 year old son couldn't sleep despite having spent the whole day running around in the park.
His sister (nearing 18 months) zonked out quickly after her bedtime milk.
It was still light outside so we grabbed some books and went into my bedroom to read.
I love reading to him - I love the books, the stories, the illustration, the typography, the imagination and I love what he sees in them.
I'm glad to say he loves books too.
Tonight was an old favourite
'The Happy Lion'
by
Louise Fatio and illustrated by her husband
Roger Duvoisin. My husband remembers the Happy Lion as a child but I first discovered it when I bought it a couple of years ago. We all loved the story so I set about buying up the other Happy Lion stories - most are out of print but still available with a bit of hunting - we now have all of them bar one (The Happy Lion in Africa) and really enjoy reading them.
We finished the story and he was still wide-awake, so we got them all out and just flicked through talking about what he could remember from the tales and what he could see in the pictures.
I decided I should keep a log of our books and why we love them - so a few hours later ... here I am.