A week or two ago, Claire asked for me to pick her up. Danielle was holding her in her lap and Claire got excited when she saw me. Her arms immediately shot up and she yelled at me for not being quicker on the draw. Best. Baby. Chastisement. Evar.
We’ve taken up reading baby books regularly to her. She touches the textured spots on the book and even tries to turn some of the pages herself. Her favorite passage to date is: "Woof woof go the dogs." How cool is that? I mean, it isn’t Proust. But, who likes Proust anyway? Do we really need the fifteen page back story on the shepherd dogs to appreciate the line? Do we? No. We do not.
Reading is hard work.