So take a library to lunch, or get 'em a nice fruit basket, or something.
I think the first real adult grown-up book without pictures I read was a biography of Buffalo Bill Cody when I was about six years old.
All I remember about it is having to ask my parents what just about every tenth word was, and them telling me.
Sunday, April 10, 2005
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