Not that I needed a DNA test, but lets face it; the boy looks like his momma. Lately Noah has needing convincing he can read. "But I don't know every word..." He never believes I don't know every word either. A couple of days back he got into a little trouble and he was told he was limited to very few activities. One was to read a book.
So he grabbed a Geronimo Stilton book his Magga gave him and started to read. Then he read some more. He read in the car while we ran errands. He read at the table. He went in the other room to read while we watched TV. He finished the book the next day before bedtime. When we got to Texarkana this afternoon, I took him to Books-a-Million and he picked out 3 new chapter books (all Geronimo Stilton of course).
Tonight he and I are crashing together. I told him it was 8:30 and he needed to get some rest. "....bbbbuuuuuttttttt Daaaad! I'm at a really good part. Do I have to go to bed?"
