The Hobbit

Last night I finished reading J.R.R. Tolkien's, The Hobbit to my two older daughters, one five and one almost three. We did a few pages each night as a bed-time story. My personal favorite Dad moment, no big surprise, was the part when Bilbo found the ring and was riddling with Gollum down in the bowels of the goblin caves. As I was reading the girls were rapt with attention (something that almost never happens), and two sets of eyes peeked out at me from under blankets they had pulled up, so they almost completely covered them. Until finally Bilbo jumped over Gollum and escaped, and the two girls drifted off to sleep.

Now all I have to say is "What's in my pocket?" and the two girls will shout back at me, "THE RING!" And if I then ask, "And what happens if I put on the ring?" I'll get back, "You'll turn INVISIBLE!" Such a fun book.