Happy fourth of July, fellow Americans! And happy (late) Canada Day, friends up north! I hope you’ve had some cold beer, hot bbq, and gorgeous flashes of color in the sky (or, you know….whatever it is that you use to celebrate).

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My oldest son will be seven in October. He just finished kindergarten, and he’s smart and creative. But, he doesn’t like homework and he will not do anything for school that he doesn’t have to (I’m afraid he may have inherited my lack of ambition).

I think he has it the hardest, being the oldest and the first one to do things. His little sisters watch him closely, and are never far behind in their accomplishments.

Because of Henry’s non-interest in all things scholarly, when he reaches a mental milestone, I’m floored.

He’s been reading words here and there for months, usually at dinner, on menus or signs, things like that. I knew he would be able to read a book to me, but he has been refusing.

FINALLY, at bedtime this weekend, we sat on his bed and he read the story.

Is it bad that I’m excited about not being the only bedtime story reader anymore?