Charlie read these two books to me tonight, even though his throat hurt and he was ready for sleep at 6 pm.
When we finished I Went Walking, he said, “Did you see what level it is?”
“No,” I said, flipping the book around to see.
“It’s level C.” He smiled really big. “I moved up a level.”
I wish I had a picture of his proud smile. He knows just how hard he’s worked and how much he’s practiced to make that move happen. He deserves bragging rights.