Moments to Remember

I'm getting to spend time alone with James this afternoon.  It's so nice and easy and reminds me of the days I had alone with Ella.  It's pretty quiet around here, and I took a nap.  I feel like a new woman.  I guess those things are worth remembering, too, but what I wanted to remember was James and I back in his room reading.  I was attempting to take advantage of the one-on-one time by reading a couple of books about colors and numbers.  The page for red had a picture of a firetruck on it, and the page for blue had a police car.  James kept pointing at the cars and was becoming increasingly frustrated.  I finally noticed that his little fingers were trying desperately to pick the cars up off the page.  He just couldn't understand why he couldn't pick up those cars and play with them.  Maybe I should just start using his trucks to teach him colors.