That's what I am.
Look what I get to snuggle up to at night - a hubby who is reading (insert fanfare here) and a baby puppy curled up under our bed. Does it get any better than that?!
Hubby's only flaw is he's not a reader. He finished The Catcher in the Rye on the way home from Florida and it only took him...TWO YEARS to complete. This isn't a large book, people. After some quick calculations we figured he had read one page every three days for the last two years. Sad. Just sad. I asked him constantly over the course of our vacation to start reading The Hunger Games (alright, fine...I nagged). I knew he would love it - wilderness survival, hunting, politics, love... Finally he conceded and I think he is enjoying it more than he lets on. This is the first book I have ever seen him read without my constant persuasion.
We had a moment the other day. Watching tv, a movie trailer came on featuring Josh Hutcherson, the boy cast as Peeta. I told hubby this actor would be playing Peeta in The Hunger Games movie and added he doesn't look like the Peeta I picture in my head. "Not at all. I picture him to be much bigger and stronger," said my husband. My husband. The man who does not read for fun. Sigh. I think I fell in love a little.
And that takes me back to how I found my boys in bed this week. One under the covers reading (without being nagged) and the other in their favourite spot under the bed. [And yes - we have a very high bed.]