Smiling at Pancakes

I was reading (for the 413th time) Curious George Makes Pancake to Soren this morning. My sweet little Annika was propped up on my lap, watching the book go by. I turned a page, and she lit up - grinning so big her gummy toothless mouth opened wide - her blue eyes dancing. She was thrilled by something she saw on those pages.




Perhaps a reader is born?