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Goodnight Lulu.



This has been one of our favorite books to read for the past five years, we read it every night. Quintin has it memorized. The other day I realized it has been a few weeks since we have let Goodnight Lulu put us to bed, Quintin hasn't been picking it out. This was not normal. Then it hit me- he's a second grader- I wanted to cry, my little chickadee is growing up. Now HE wants to read- The Magic Tree House and Indian Jones, these are all good books, even I am entertained.



But Goodnight Lulu will always be my favorite Quintin book.




My handsome second grader.
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