It's no surprise that I love books. They're my favorite. I read all day long. I've even been working on my sounding-out-words skills. Pretty soon I'll be reading novels.
But for now I'm happy to read peep-books.
As it turns out, my sister loves books too. She loves when I read to her.
Unfortunately, sometimes she gets a little ridiculous and insists on tasting the books. I'm always all, "Lou, it's not boobie flavored!" and she's all, "I just have to check!"
She usually believes me. And then she works on her reading skills and her colored-wheel-turning skills.
She's getting pretty good at book-skills.
But I can't look away for a second. One blink and she's back to book-munching.