I could hardly find time to read to Melcolm nowadays. As a working mother, most of my time is spent in the office. Upon reaching home, there's still minimum housework to be completed. By the time I could sit down to have my "ME" time, is already close to 11pm. Looking at him reading by himself in the room, am glad but also guilty. Glad that he is able to read all by himself and still interested in his books. Guilty that I can't read to him daily. Wish there are 48hrs a day sometimes !
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