Good Night Moon

Today on their walk to the park, Zoe pointed out the moon in the sky (it was early-ish morning) to her Daddy. It wasn't a 'bubble' or a 'ball' this time, but the moon and she knew it.

Tonight, reading our bedtime dose of "Goodnight Moon", she discovered one of the little aspects of that book that has always tickled my heart: the mouse that travels around the room. She'd recently picked up on there being a mouse in that book (though we learned 'mouse' via another), so I guess it was a matter of time. But her discovery, despite having read that book literally hundreds of times, was fantastic. It truly bolstered both my love of that book and the love I have of our little bedtime rituals.


Zoe reading 'nuh-nights' for her baby