Read to me, Daddy.

So far, in my 4 years of being a mother, my favorite thing ever, is to see Neil read to the kids. And, being that he's a world away right now, and we're missing him so, I thought these pictures would suit well to be shown right now. Every night before we put the kids to bed, one of us or both of us, read to them in our bed. They look forward to it, and so do we. Come Friday night, he'll get to read to them again. . . and that time just can't come quickly enough. I'm just now going to bed and he's probably just getting up. That's just so . . . weird to me. I could never be a military mommy. Kudos again, to those who are. You rate high on my list of admiration.P.S. That's a sticker on Maia's chest :c)