Last night, I picked up a number book to read to D. But that bugger keep wanting to flip the pages for me and no patient in listening to what i said.
So i gave up, cast the book aside and had some fun with my boy on the bed:)
We wrestle, giggle, chatted (asking him where is his eyes, nose, etc), played peek-a-boo under the blankets for 30 minutes. He had a good laugh and we enjoyed the closeness as he laid on my arms and drifted to lala-land.
I'm guilty of not instilling the routine of reading bedtime stories to him well.. boys just wanna have fun!
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