Sweet little girl

This morning I changed a poopy diaper and, as usual, told Alena I would be right back after taking it to the trash can outside. While outside I took the opportunity, since Alena was not standing at the door shouting for me to come back, to turn on a sprinkler. I suppose I took a couple of minutes putting it exactly where I wanted it. When I came back in it was eerily quiet. I started peeking around doorways to find Alena. I found her closed into her room, sitting on the rocking chair with a book. She looked up and said simply, "I'm reading." She then looked back at her book and started rocking.

This has been another melt-your-heart moment from Alena's house.