Sneaky Reader

I was cleaning the kitchen Saturday when I saw Matthew walk quietly past me into the family room. I wondered what he was doing since there was no noise coming from the room (very strange for Matthew) and the TV wasn't on. But I wasn't about to spoil a good thing, so I kept right on cleaning up the kitchen, happy that whatever it was that he was doing was keeping him occupied for a while. When I finally walked into the room to investigate, I found Matthew engrossed in his new favorite book, Where the Sidewalk Ends. I just recently started reading poetry to him, and to my great joy, he loves it. He's a chip off the old block!