This has been a very book-filled week. I don’t say this to brag of my benevolence or generosity, as Mama still flipped on some periodic, “educational-ish” screen time. However, we took a serendipitous journey to my parents’ house and let the grandparents shower my sweet babies with literary repetition.
Mama Monkey is the single (?) mother of juvenile quintuplet simians, more commonly known to the literary world as “The Five Little Monkeys.” And who, according to my in-depth research and with the addition of common sense, can be described only as a hot mess.
“How did you get him to learn the alphabet?” I have the blessing and curse of having a tiny boy who loves, loves, LOVES the alphabet. We were thrilled when he could identify any letter at 18-months, and it’s been fun to watch him grow. To be honest, however, I didn’t expect the obsession to…
Time to call in reinforcements.