The moon is up...

Little B has learned to read and even he is amazed by his new skills.

Yesterday, he picked up a copy of the classic "Ten Apples Up on Top", the hard cardboard version made for little hands. He said, "Naan-naan! Read this!"

Simone glanced at the book and said, "You can read this yourself, you know. Try it."

Little B's stared at the book for a few moments himself and said, laboriously, "Ten. App-uhs. Up. On. Top." He looked at his mother, eyes wide with wonder. "Ten apples up on top!" He exclaimed.

"And you can read the rest of the book just as well," Simone assured him.

Little B did indeed read the book himself, marveling anew at the ever increasing number of apples being piled up on the heads of the lion, the tiger and the dog. Then he took out another, more recent classic: Pajama Time. He bypassed the Naan-nan option entirely.

"The moon is up, it's gettin' late, let's get weady to sehwuhbwate!" He read, his finger following the text and his tongue wedged between his teeth.

Sigh... Yet another hurdle mastered...