Book Shower, or: No Boys Allowed but Neal's Posting This Anyway.
My aunt Joan was kind enough to host a book shower for Rachel and Claire this past weekend. I (obviously) wasn't in attendance, but did manage to steal some of the treats, so that's all that counts. I'm told much fun was had by all.
Also, Claire is a big fan of her books, and was desperate for Rachel to take her picture with with them. We've been reading a few books to her each evening, including the same copy of Dr. Seuss' Oh, the Thinks You Can Think! that I had as a tot. It was, and is still, my favorite kid's book. The pages are filled with trisyllabic meter and imagination, so, what more could a three month old and her dad ask for?
