I Spy

All my kids love to read, especially the girl, with Owen being a close second. I typically read to him (or him to me) when it's bedtime. One night last week, after tucking him in he reaches under his bed and presents me with a book:

I Spy books. They're 20 pages of happiness and frustration rolled into one.

"I'd like for you and Daddy to read this book together tonight, but I'm gonna need it back first thing in the morning." Owen stated in a very official tone.

I've yet to find half the damn items in the pictures...