This morning, after a hideous night of Toby being sick and in our bed in my arms all night with the added extra of projectile vomit all over me and down my pajama top I wake to hear Will talking through the Gruffalo story.
I get out of bed (0650hrs) and walk out thinking that he will be in his bed reading and I find him sitting on the couch with the Gruffalo and The whale and the snail and he is quietly reading to himself..
He saw I was asleep and so chose to come and sit and read books!!
Melt my heart!
He is such a treasure!!