This is what Froggy came to me with this morning. St. George and the Dragon by Margaret Hodges.
After the first two pages, he asked, "How long is this book?" I told him pretty long and asked if he wanted me to stop reading. He said no, he wanted to see what happened on the next page. So we read the next page and then I asked if he wanted me to stop. He said no, one more page. So we read another. And another. And another. Until we finished. And then we both enjoyed the early morning comfort of a cozy couch, a warm blanket, and a good book to reflect on. Much better than Saturday morning cartoons.
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Much, much better. Henry brings me books, but then doesn’t let me read them. Yesterday was the first time he plopped down expectantly in my lap and let me read a whole alphabet book. ❤️
Yes, my Teddy has a small attention for most books too. He prefers to read them to himself. :)
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