I’ve had this small hardcover collection of Harold stories for years. Romy is letting me read it to her in installments at night. It seems so grown up to understand that a story is too long for one night, but you’ll go to sleep and it’ll be there for you at the next bedtime. I still haven’t realized this.
Anyway, Romy is interested in letters lately. She came home from daycare singing her abc’s one day. I pointed out all the R’s on the cover of this book. Then I showed her the A for Amanda and Abhiyan, her daycare buddy. Then she asked for Nora’s letter, so I found her an N. Then I asked her what the R was. “R, r, R!” So that’s a cool connection she’s making.