|"My grandmother made me a hat out of the comics."|
But we are behind in our reading time together, so I took my growing collection of funnies over to their house so that we could read after breakfast.
Michael is intent on reading – at least the titles to the strips.
|"Let's read Sherman's Lagoon Next. And then The Pooch Cafe."|
So in tandem with reading to Michael, Betty sat in the high chair with us, scrunching up one of the papers until it was a small ball.
Alice took the paper to the floor, under the table, and began to smooth it out and fold it up.
In trying to entertain them, I had folded one of the newspapers up and tucked it under a doll’s arm.
|"How tight can I fold these comics?"|