Little Books

While cleaning the playroom, I made a bag for "Little Books."

This pleased Andrew to no end. He would pick up a book, hold it up to the bag, and decide its fate.

"Yep. This is a little book. Little Pooh Bear book, you get to go in the Little Books bag."

"Nope. This is not a little book. SpongeBob book, you get to stay on the floor," he sang as he flung the book into the air in slow motion.

At some point, "Oh, no. This is terrible."

"What's terrible, Andy?"

"Well, I filled up my Little Books bag. There's no more room. You better make a new bag for BIG books, Mommy."