The boys and I love bedtime reading, it really is one of my favorite parts of the day.
After baths, brushed teeth and clean jammies, time to snuggle up and read stories. It is amazing to me to watch Oliver (and Max too) learn to read. It has switched from me reading stories at night, to them reading to me. Oliver, my sweet little man, came in the other night when I had an early bedtime (that happens about once a week, I stay up late working on burdy, and than at least one night a week I am zonked out by 7:30) and brought a story to read to me. He cuddled up next to me stroked my hair and read me a story. So sweet.
Speaking of Ollie and his sweet spirit. Last week one of his friends in school, Gisele, who is an ESL student was having a really rough week. Every morning when her Mom left she would just cry, it was so sad. We were at the grocery store and Ollie asked if we could buy gisele a gift to make her feel better, something with a princess on it, cause he knows she likes princesses they are on her lunch box.
This is not the first friend he has helped at school. Joey, one of his classmates, also has some separation issues, we talked about it at home. He also has a hand that did not fully form when he was a baby. I told him he should just befriend him and ask him about his hand, he is no different than us. The next week at school, Joey's grandma told me how Oliver had pulled her aside and asked about joey's hand, and how much Joey has talked about his friend Oliver, which is a pretty big deal since she said they have had a hard time getting him to socialize with other kids...they are cute little friends. One morning when joey was having a particularly hard time, Ollie sat down next to him, rubbed his back and told him "It is okay, your grandma will be here at the end of the day." What a sweetie.
It is awesome to watch him grow into such a caring, sensitive little man.