I often catch these two reading together. Sometimes it’s on Bennett’s bed. Other times it’s curled up on Cannon’s bean bag. Cannon brings a pile of books and Bennett reads through the few words that he knows or can sound out and he makes up the rest. Cannon doesn’t care. He just likes books.
This is real-life. Late morning photo. Nutella is smeared across Bennett’s face from his pancake breakfast. Cannon is still in his Chewbaca pajamas. (Chances are he remained in those pajamas until after his afternoon nap). I enjoyed watching them read together until they started to act silly and one of them hit the other and then reading books wasn’t fun anymore and they both went they’re separate directions.
Childhood is too short.