Matthew found a box of books in the basement he wanted to look at. Not a problem. But the door kept closing and he wanted me to hold it open. No can do. So I give him some help. “Put the bottle of Tide in front of the door,” I yell down the stairs. And he does exactly what I say.

Not quite what I meant. Still, he managed to get enough books out to have a good time on the stairs while I packed our bag for play group.

We do love books in this house.


October 1, 2008. Matthew.

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