I don't know HOW to read!

I bit off my nose to spite my face yesterday.

As the rain fell hard yesterday morning, I decided foolishly to avoid the messy southern california highways and work from home. This meant a crowded house that included Ron, who always works from home, and Hannah, who took full advantage that I had to work from home.

WebEx number 1. Hannah comes down in her snow white dress, tripping over my power cord to bat her eyelashes and torture Boodah.

WebEx number 2. Hannah strips naked and jumps from the couch in her playroom onto a pile of pillows strategically placed inches from the corner of her little table.

WebEx number 3. Hannah 'dresses herself' in white tights and a tank top and runs in circles around the kitchen table chasing the dog.

WebEx number 4. Hannah is upstairs 'napping' in our bedroom (Thump Thump Thump).

Gave up...dragged Hannah with me to the Dollar Store, Costco and the Party Supply store to get her birthday party items (All stuffed animals that have on switches are turned on at the party supply store at one time and we leave to the glare of the owner and the disjointed singing of a bear, a penguin, a fish, a puppy and a dancing santa claus).

After dinner, sitting down for the first time, Hannah wants me to read a book (I start reading) and she starts talking...

Finally, tired, worn out and ready to zone with my own book I tell Hannah, 'go get a book and you can read it next to me'.

With a huge sigh of exasperation Hannah throws her hands up in the air and says...

"I DON'T KNOW HOW TO READ"