My life as a Bookrack
Wednesday, 1 June 2005
Quality time with Daddy
Here I am spending quality time with my Daddy. I'm helping him hold the book he's trying to read. Actually it's a 'car manual'. Maybe he should try reading a manual on "How to Raise a Child". Of particular interest would be the chapters on "paying attention to your baby" and "reading to your child" (as opposed to reading on your child).
My life as a Bookrack
My life as a Bookrack
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Picky, picky, picky!
But I don't blame you a bit. When I was a little kid, a hundred years ago, my Mom (may she rest in peace)used to use me as a guard dog to watch her shopping basket outside a store to check out what she might have forgotten to buy.
Anon
P.S. Another piece of myself revealed(??). That sounds like it happened in a galaxy far far away.
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