Roman & Reading

I know... I know.... I've been a bad blogger and haven't made an update for a while. Between out-of-town guests, the holiday weekend, a sick child and an event at church, I've been super-busy. So here is a funny little Roman story to tide you over until I can get my Christmas decorations hung, some gifts bought and my sock drawer organized {seriously...}.

Last night I was reading Roman his good-night books and he got to pick one and I got to pick one. We read his first and then when I went to pick up my choice, he looked at the book and said "No! No way. Uh uh" and proceeded to take the book out of my hands and throw it on the floor and he stepped on it. {Tell me how you really feel, Roman! He may have just spit on it and torched it the rate he was going on & on about how much he didn't want to read this book}. So teasingly {is that a word? It should be} I picked up the book again and he glared at me, took the book out of my hands and put his hands on my cheek, stared me in the eyes and said very firmly "No. No book". So I took a hint and chose another one {secretly giggling to myself about how adamant he was about NOT reading that particular book}.

So today before nap, we had the same deal - he choose one, I choose one. I chose that book again and he said "No! Hands off" and then he picked up my hands and said "lap" and put my hands in my lap for me so that I couldn't touch that book again.

So why am I trying so hard to read him this book? See for yourself:

Wouldn't YOU be sad, too, if your son put so much effort into not wanting to read this book? It is in pristine condition, don't be surprised if this sucker gets re-gifted this Christmas.