It’s bedtime, and you dash over to your collection of books in your cozy pajamas. You crawl back under the covers, clutching Frog and Toad Fly a Kite, ready to hand it to the parent who always reads to you.
They begin to read slowly, maybe doing the voices, letting each word sink in. You listen, lulled by the gentle rhythm, and slowly drift off to sleep, carried away by the soft echoes of a beloved, long-forgotten story.
