She sits on the chair in her Sunday best. The chaos around her is the rest of us rushing to get ready for church services on this Easter Sunday. She is oblivious to the chaos, however, as she quietly reads her book.
The book was a gift from the Easter Bunny and it’s a chapter book about Fancy Nancy and some mysteries. Swee’Pea has yet to put it down. As we leave for church she implores me to allow her to bring the book along. While we want her to start listening to the service more, I acquiesce and allow her to bring it along knowing there will be time to kill before mass.
She reads it in the car to church and on the way home. As I prepare lunch she is fervently bent over the book and I announce that lunch is almost ready and that she should find a good spot to stop reading. She tells me, with a proud smile, that she has only two more pages. Lunch is ready but I tell her that I have a bit more to do before lunch is served. She smiles and buries her head into her book for the final push while I wander around the kitchen pretending I have things to do.
With a flourish, she is finished. She closes the book and approaches the table. “I’m done, Daddy” she says. And she was. Thirteen chapters in half a day at six years old. I’m amazed at how big she is getting and I smile at her and tell her how proud I am of her.
Then we sit down for egg salad sandwiches and she tells me about the book. I hope it’s the first of many book reports.
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