Until recently, Ella had been uninterested in reading to us. She's always been a little writer, and I've thought it was interesting that her writing skills were so far above her reading skills. Not that she was a bad reader, it's just that she could spell more difficult words than she seemed to be able to read, and she didn't really want to read books to us. All of a sudden, she's reading up a storm--real books too, not just the phonics books she's read before. Here she is reading to Ryan before bed last night.