She is usually surrounded by books, sure. And she is an intrepid little explorer. But she's also surrounded by plush toys, plastic toys, finger puppets, rattles, things that play a tinny little tune when you press their buttons, an expensive baby swing she abhors, a cheap second hand "excersaucer" she loves, and binkies, binkies, binkies (!). Oh, and also: board books and soft squishy books just for her.
So why does she want the books on the book shelf? What does she want to do with them? If I give her a book she just tries to gnaw on it or rip its pages.
Annie looks at me, deadpan: "Duh."
(This room, by the way, with the book shelves and a comfy chair, was meant to be our adults-only room--our refuge from babydom. This was before she was born. After she was born she took it over in, oh, about a day.)
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