Possibly the only thing that Brett likes better than an audience is a captive one.
I looked over the other night to find him reading to Elle. He just wandered up as if he had 'quality time with baby sister' on a list of things to do this Wednesday.
He doesn't seem to mind that she's more interested in trying to eat an elephant's ear than to the heart-wrenching saga of the 4 red M&Ms.
Or that I reached for my camera and started snapping.
When he was done he patted her on the head and went back to being Brett.
I had to give him a hug.
And then find some chocolate.
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