Having a child that can read is really one of the best parts of motherhood. It means older boy gets a bit more independent and has another skill to occupy his time. And it means that younger boy gets to cackle and laugh at the stories his brother reads to him. Just last week, we had to race around at bed time and didn’t have time for a story before my meeting. So, Courben offered to read and pray with Judah. I, of course, had to sneak out of my meeting to get a glimpse at this. So precious…the reading and the praying and the brothering.