As we left daycare tonight, Miles was clearly eager to rifle through his lunchbag. Normally, he fishes around in it looking for a cup that still has some milk in it, but tonight he reached in and pulled out his daily report. Holding the edges of the folded piece of paper like a book, he opened it. Then he held it out to me.
“Eh. Eh!” he said.
I took the paper, which Miles continued pointing at. “What?” I asked. “You want me to read it?”
And I so I read every word on the report out loud for him to hear. I then folded the paper and tried to put it back in the lunchbag.
“Don’t you want to go home?” I asked.
Miles shook his head. He pointed at the report again.
I looked at the paper in my hand, then back at him. “You want me to read it again?”
Miles grinned and laughed.
And so I read it again.
Only after a third read-through did Miles finally agree that it was time to go home.