a little patch of perfect |
From little things, big things grow |
Ash and I have started a bit of a habit - I lie in bed with him at night and tell him stories before he goes to sleep. I’m sure he’s just playing me so I stay longer.
“Tell me the book about Jackson and his brover Phoebe when they go to the zoo, that’s the one I want you to read.”
I start telling the story, and Sometimes I ask ash how it goes.
“When they finally got into the Zoo, they were so excited, they didn’t know which animals to look at first! Who do you think they should go to see first Ash?”
“um, the biiiiig sheeps!” “ok! So they went to see the sheep… Where should they go now?” “the yittle (little) sheeps!!”