In my post of January 9, 2014, I reported that my granddaughter’s favorite book is an art book – Mary Cassatt – published by Taj Book (Cary, NC). Well, Ms. Cassatt’s paintings of babies and mommies continue to be a hit but today, but there is so – so – much more.
Eve continues to devour books just like she does Mac ‘N Cheese, blueberries or flavored Yogis. She is now 2 years 9 months old and she already has a collection of books that might rival the Library of Congress. And she reads them. She has favorites of course. But new books always garner attention whatever the topic. “Look Eve – here’s a picture book on the various species of grass seed” – and she will give it a look. And listen. “Look at the fescue!” I’m not sure that I could be considered a “hoarder.” Yet. But we have a supply of books in our downstairs den that have taken on a life of their own. New books arrive regularly. English and Spanish. On great and glorious topics. Heck. When I was two years old, all I had was a Donald Duck comic book and Rosalinda the Donkey (which I well remember). Which probably tells you something. . . . . .