The Monkey has discovered books. He loves them. He devours them... quite literally! I can take away all the other toys without so much as a peep, but dear God, if I dare touch his chewed, tacky and surprisingly vast collection of books, he yells like I've just whacked his head on the car door (... again!).
I like to think this fascination with the written word is the hallmark of a life-long love of reading and literature... I suspect it has more to do with his fondness for the taste of ink and cardboard rather than an underlying passion for Keates - you see, he's also quite fond of the TV guide which just goes to show that he's not exactly discerning in his tastes!
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