Part of the Kid's bookcaseWhat, you've never seen an alien head filled with beany babies before? How could a bookcase be complete without Mr. Bubble? My influence. Unfinished game of cribbage. Pirate's treasure chest. Useless metal lunch box - it fits a sandwich and that's pretty much it. Guinness Book of Records - it fascinates him just like it fascinated me. Pop-up book about dinosaurs - it doesn't get any better than this! Old Larousse. First time he could read and asked me about the meaning of a word, I jumped on the dictionary. Shoeboxes are great for hiding crap. Ur, I mean treasures. C.S. Lewis. He loves it. You cannot imagine how many times we had to read him those Scooby Doo stories. You cannot. French-English dictionary for my wittle bilingual boy. See that? If he treated my books this way I would have to kill him. He knows. So he doesn't.
Yeah, he has lots of books too. I used to encourage it - now I've let go, as he's got his own motivation (phew!). It used to be that if he had a great week at school his reward was a book of his own choosing (obviously it didn't happen all the time or we would have picked a cheaper reward, but heck, he did get five or six books that way, and he chose wisely).
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