And then when she wakes up in the morning, she must carry the stack downstairs with her. (Well, actually I end up carrying the stack downstairs because she's not quite mastered the stairs yet.)
If we go back upstairs for any amount of time, she must take the books back up with her.
Most recently, she's opened a new branch to her library in my kitchen. But she gets so frustrated trying to carry the whole stack of books at once that she'll either carry them one at a time, or she'll cry until I come help her carry them. Then they must be placed exactly where she wants them.
She does like to read the books as well, and have them read to her. I only have to read them to her once before she catches on to the general idea of the book and when she "reads" it aloud the next time-- even though I can't understand most of what she says-- I can catch a few of the words from the book. I only hope her love of books continues as she grows!
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