Anytime I'm in the library working on the computer, he makes his way to the bookshelf directly to my left which is loaded down with Doubleday Children books. He loves them.


He grins at me with mischief in his eyes, then slowly begins to grab the spine of the books with his chubby little fingers, easing them out of their slots.


Next thing I know, the books are being flung to the floor as he squeals with delight. Fortunately, these books appear to be sturdy enough to survive this continual onslaught.


At least, so far. And it certainly does make him happy - which is always a good thing if I'm on the computer!