On Thursdays, my wife takes our daughter out for the evening. They either visit my wife’s aunt or go to a monthly 4-H meeting. I get the evening alone.
Then, when my wife and daughter return, I get my daughter ready for bed and get to read her a night-time book. Tonight, we read her latest checkout from the school library, Lion Lessons.
A boy recounts the seven lessons his lion coach taught him. My daughter dug it, and she was rereading it as soon as it left my hands.
My favorite moment? After I prayed for her, she told me that her class read a book about Lily, a girl who always had her nose in a library book. “That’s me,” she said.
Learning Together 