Bookworm

At 11:30 pm, I was loading the dishwasher before going to bed and thought I heard little footsteps upstairs. I was sure Hazel had been asleep for hours, as we had heard nary a peep, but I went to investigate anyway. Imagine my surprise when I discovered Hazel reading by flashlight, with a large stack of finished books on the floor next to her bed. She cried and said she wanted to read all night. While I'm pleased with her new passion, I think we'll be chatting about this in the morning...