Wee Babe has a real thing for books about vehicles. His first love was Mike Mulligan and His Steam Shovel. Next was The Little Engine That Could. Then, Katy and the Big Snow. Those three have been favorites for quite awhile now, but something caught his fascination and none of us really knows why.
Remember when I “checked out” those ninety-eight library books? Remember they were due February 1st? Well, surprise, surprise, the renovation of the library isn’t on schedule, so I still have all of those books (and when I say all, I’m assuming). And Wee Babe found one.
Winter Days in the Big Woods. It’s a sweet little picture book described as a “My First Little House Book” .
He loves it. Every nap. Every bedtime. Every chance.
I think it’s adorable how he talks about Laura and Mary and Jack. HB thinks it’s precious how he finishes the sentences. The rest of the family thinks it’s cute when he carries it around.
After Princess finished making the bread the other day, I scraped the mixing bowl and was about to throw out a little bit of dough, when visions of Laura and Mary danced in my head. I smiled to myself and asked Wee Babe to go get his book, then I handed him some bread dough. When he realized it was just for him and he could roll the dough and form a loaf all by himself, “Just like Laura and Mary”, he was one big grin.
No big hoopla. No big effort. No horse and pony show.
Just a boy. A book. A little dough.
Winter Days in the Big Woods comes to Little House in the Hill Country. My own little Half Pint is pretty stinkin’ cute. I’m grateful I didn’t miss the moment and I hope to be watching for them more often.
Having any precious moments lately?