
One evening just last week, K did something unusual.
You see on a normal evening, he’ll ask me (or my wife) to read to him before bed.
But that night, out of the blue, he felt bored “listening” to stories and he wanted to read the book himself, instead.
At one go, he finished reading two stories that evening: Hansel and Gretel and Little Red Riding Hood.
I thought that was it. [Read more…]