
My son has learned how to read. My baby. Once you learn how to read, you can’t stop, as my daughter says. Everywhere you look, you see words that make sense, words to read. This is the world that has opened for him.
When I walked in to my room to tell them breakfast was ready, this was what I saw. My son reading Green Eggs and Ham to his big sister. My heart swelled to three times its size.