henry just grabbed a book off the bookshelf (THE book. the only book that would do) and walked it over to robb, who was putting together a lamp.
"here you go."
i said, "henry, daddy is busy. can i read it to you? can mommy read it?"
he looked at me, then back at robb and said "here you go, daddy."
'nuff said. :)
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