"I'm so excited!" I read out loud from the book, The Mouse and The Motorcycle, our current bedtime story.
We had just reached the high point where Ralph is finally reunited with his beloved motorcycle.
I thought I had read it with proper gusto, but out of the dark, Judah's voice arose - Mom, you didn't sound very excited. Can you read it again? This time with more feeling?
What?! I balked for 2 seconds in silence. In his whole life I have read him over 15,693 stories and he has never critiqued my delivery of a single line, not once.
Please Mom, for my sake?
Who is this kid and why does he say things I've never heard him say before that sound too mature to be coming out of his mouth?
Uh, okay, Judah, I'll try again - I'M SO EXCITED!!!!
And then Noah's voice pipes up - I can say it better Mommy - I'M SO EXCITED!!!!!
Thanks for the post-shout ringing sound in my ears, Noah.
Little brothers aside, six year olds who are turning seven soon are so much fun. Judah is turning that magical age - the first that I remember of my own life in full living color - in just a few weeks.
I'm so excited!!