Our bedtime routine is pretty well set the last couple of years. A half hour or so before “lights out” for Lulu, it’s into bed for reading time. (Since Peanut sleeps in most mornings and still takes a nap most afternoons, her routine is similar, just a little later in the evening.) Over the years the DW and I have read countless books to Lulu (some of them countless times). From collections of nursery rhymes to Barbie themed books, James and the Giant Peach, The Magic Tree House series, The Little House on the Prairie series, the Pinkalicious series, just about every Junie B Jones book every written… and the list goes on and on.

But, the other night was something a little different. For the first time, it wasn’t me or the DW reading the bedtime story to Lulu – it was Lulu reading the story to me.

Of course, not just any book would do for such an event… it had to be a classic… a Dick and Jane book originally published in 1954. (Apparently, they didn’t update any of the artwork as the book was re-released.) Lulu is now set on reading the entire series, though she still prefers someone reading to her before bed.