From infancy, both of my kids have been read books as part of their bedtime routine. I was so adamant about this ritual from day one, that on Songbird’s 1st night home from the hospital, I literally LOST it when Handsome rolled his eyes at the suggestion of him reading to a newborn. Serious hormones were at play then, people. Out of pure fear of my reaction, I think, he finally obliged and I took a picture – of course. (She is so tiny here!)
Songbird has had infinite patience for books from the beginning, always attentive and delicate with the pages. But Bug only recently joined the literature loving ranks. He is (mostly) able to sit through an entire story and enjoys looking at books by himself. Many nights he will ask to “read” in his crib until he falls asleep.
The other day, however, I walked in on a murder scene.
His love of books and his love of destruction had finally come to an impasse.
And destruction won.
I love this picture. And thank you so much for sharing I thought my boys were the only destroyers. This made me laugh so hard. I have walked in on similar scenes with my boys and it is so hard nor to laugh. That little stinker!!! I love your blog, so fun to see the kids. We have to talk soon. We miss you guys:) Amy
Is it bad that my first reaction was to grab my camera?! Haha. Yes, we’ve limited his crib books to hard pages only now.
Oh my!! Love the look on his face in the last photo…precious!!!!!!
Totally busted!
It’s not bad at all that grabbing your camera was your first reaction! I have pics of songbird and my girl completely covered in a thick wierd foot cream…along with my couch…coffee table…..carpet. If we didn’t find it amusing we would lose our minds.
That book was DOA; might as well snap pics for posterity! Oh, yes… the footcream incident of 2010. I remember it well!