I was tucking my daughter into bed one night last week. Normally, she’s a huge hassle to make go to bed, but that night she seemed actually *eager* to go to sleep. I sat down in the chair beside her bed and asked her what story she wanted me to read. She smiled at me, but didn’t say anything.
“Smiley Shark?” I asked.
“No.”
“I Can Read With My Eyes Shut?”
“No…”
“Well what *would* you like me to read?”
“I wanna tell a story tonight!” she exclaimed with an enthusiasm I was unused to.
