This morning Andrew had to get out of bed because he heard Eva chattering to herself in the loft. It was 5:10am, and she decided to get up early to expand her mind and further her own education. At least, I assume that was her though process. Because she was sitting by the stairs "reading" one of her library books called "Silly Suzy Goose." Andrew put her back in her bed despite her screams of protest. When Andrew told me the story this morning, I couldn't stop laughing. She loves books as much as I do. Although at this point in my life, I value precious sleep more than an early-morning reading session. She is certainly my daughter.