Today is Wednesday.

I am going to read another book in my list, Leo the Late Bloomer.

Leo was a little tiger who couldn't do anything right. He couldn't read, write and draw. He was a sloppy eater. He couldn't even speak one word. His father asked his mother what the matter was. His mother said,"Leo is just a late bloomer." Leo's father watched him every day and night. But Leo didn't bloom."Are you sure Leo is a bloomer?"asked the father. "Patience,"said the mother,"A watched bloomer doesn't bloom."So the father watched television instead of Leo. The snow came, but Leo wasn't blooming. The trees budded, but Leo still wasn't blooming. Then one day, in his own good time, Leo bloomed. He could read, write and draw. He ate neatly. He also spoke, not just a word, but a whole sentence. The sentence he spoke was I made it!

I really really hope my son would be a late bloomer too. Good luck my son.