Sunday night my daughter came to my husband with a plumbing DIY book in her hands. "Daddy, can you read this to me?"
It was close to bedtime, so he told her they could look at it together Monday after he got home from work. She didn't wait for him. When he walked in Monday, she was already looking at the book, reading everything in it that she could. Then she moved on to a storybook.
My little girl has found a whole new world—the printed word.