Amazing Memory

Last night Angie and I were playing in her room and listening to music. She was jumping on her bed looking (rest assured, I was not). She stopped and pointed at her bookshelf and said, "I want Grampa book. I want Gramma book!"-- She wanted her "Grandma & Me" and "Grandpa & Me" books.

I have not read these books to her in a few months. Maybe my mom read them to her when they were visiting at the end of January. Maybe.

But she recognized them just by seeing the spines of both books, mixed with a bunch of other books and knick-knacks.

Wow.