Bailey's never been one for reading, but since I discovered Mom's bed, I've always loved exploring her books. There is something about sticking my nose in a book and exploring it. Of course, there was that incident with teeth involved, so Mom insists I have to be supervised around books now, but oh I do love them. Today we were exploring a mystery where, well I won't spoil it for you. I love to nose my way to the end find out who done it and then work my way through the clues. Mom does find it a bit annoying when I lose her place.
Today, sensing I was missing my daily dose of all the wonderful winter games we've been watching she actually read some of the story to me until I fell asleep. Now I am certain I know who did it. Except she won't let me tell her. She hates it when I guess first and ruin the book for her.
