The sweetest thing

Yesterday afternoon when J came home from work H was putting around the living room minding his own business when he came across a large book of children's poetry. As opposed to keeping it for himself and flipping through the pages as he normally does, H carried it over to J to read to him. It was so cute to see H lugging this enormous book (relative to H's size) over to J, babbling all the way. Then the two of them settled in to read some poetry. Sigh. So cute.