Peanuts

I noticed this morning when Matthew came downstairs to "help Dada" carry up a box of cereal that he takes one leg motion per step now on the way up, like an adult. That's quite a stride for a little guy. I got tired of roughhousing with Matthew before he did today. I sat down in a chair and started reading "Go, dog. Go!" out loud. Usually he'll get interested in the book and join me reading but this time he climbed on my lap and shouted, The end! The end! and closed the book.