Every night before bed, I read to Ian. Back in April, we started in on The Boxcar Children, but after a couple of chapters, I couldn't take any more. (Pretty depressing stuff, really.) So Cam took over that night. Since then we've gone through a couple of Roald Dahl books and are now working our way through Winnie the Pooh — much less disturbing, provided it doesn't cause one to dream about heffalumps and woozles.
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