In my last post I talked about my sweet baby Nicolo, this time you get to hear about my little boy. Francesco is rapidly evolving into such a little boy. Yesterday, after his nap, he decided he wanted to sit on the floor and read books.
Cesco bear then had the bed all to himself.
Francesco's book of choice to read was a story written and illustrated by my mom. The story is is call "Uncle Rory and the Rutabaga "
It's actually and fitting story because it is about Thanksgiving and Family Traditions. My mother was tickle to know that he had been asking to read it a lot lately.
Since we have read it many times he knows the story. He proceeded to go through the pages and read it to me.
By the end my heart was in a puddle on the floor. That was the first time he read me a book and told me the story well enough that I understood what he was saying. He is growing up so fast, I swear I blinked and he turned into this little guy.