Thanks. After speaking to my mother, I was almost ready to exchang them for the cloth variety. Apparently at this stage, everything goes in their mouths. And no patience to be read to. Then again, I remember loving nothing more than snuggling up with a parent and listening to them read to me. (Course I can't remember past the age of 3.)
But I think I'll trust my choices now, and see if I can't read to her. And maybe tell her stories just like I did with my brother when we were children. (He remembers me telling him stories when we were young. We were only 3 years apart.)
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Date: 2004-12-04 07:11 am (UTC)But I think I'll trust my choices now, and see if I can't read to her. And maybe tell her stories just like I did with my brother when we were children. (He remembers me telling him stories when we were young. We were only 3 years apart.)