"Argh...I can't read on my own!" We knew she could. She was already there, already deciphering every sign or panel or label around us. She was just being stubborn, a bit of a drama queen too…wonder who she got that from.
Now she won’t stop, just like her brother and sister. We sit on the deck and she goes through a book or two while I write. That door will never close.
Oh and yes: that’s X-Pro1 not 2. Nostalgia.