Suddenly all the other toys don't matter anymore. Its all about the books. Sometimes we read the same ones 10 (probably 15) times a day, over and over, opening the flaps, feeling the textures, counting the animals. Sometimes she just sits alone, pulling them off the shelf, turning the pages and babbling in her own little language.
How sweet, Frank is the same at bedtime....want the same book over and over!!!!
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