Sometimes ...

Sometimes, when Sofia is not cutting mouse cords, painting Marcelo's face with marker, cutting up my to do lists into a million little pieces of paper, spreading out every blanket in the house on the floor for a gigantic stuffed animal sleep over party, or clogging the toilet with wipes ... if you're really, really quiet, you might be able to catch her quietly reading to herself in her reading nook. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I've witness this rare glimpse of peaceful sanity on more than one occasion. And, for purposes of further study, I'm documenting it here.