I love that she finds little nooks to read in. And she finds them everywhere we go.
Do you ever look at your child and realize that they are EXACTLY like you were at their age? I remember being at this phase of life. I remember what it felt like to find the perfect spot to curl up with a book. Be it a tree or a bench or under a table at Chapters.
I swear she's my clone.
She even puns as bad as I do. It must be hereditary.