Every time we come home, The Goo marches straight over to the bookshelves and has a little "read". He sits there crossed ankles and little mouth enjoying his pacifier, nodding in agreement each time his chubby little finger points to a picture he recognizes or likes. Whenever he is quiet (too quiet), I know he is comfortable with a good book. Oh the adventures he will enjoy once the symbols take meaning! He will be just like his sisters; eager to read before he's had proper instruction and stacks of books as companions.
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