April 5, 2009 @ 6:49 pm | Filed under: Books
Halfway through lunch, Beanie lets her book fall to the table. She sighs contentedly.
“I LOVE Einstein,” she announces.
She’s reading our small collection of Childhood of Famous Americans biographies, one by one. So far: Amelia Earhart, Sacagawea, Albert Einstein.
“Do you know why I like these books so much, Mommy?” she asks. “Because when I finish one, I feel like I know the person in real life. I feel like Albert Einstein and I are real friends.”
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