A few weeks ago, I was looking around on Amazon and saw a cool fort. “Four-year olds like forts,” I thought, but before purchasing I gave my daughter a quick call. With some hesitation she said, “Sure. He loves forts.” Pause. “But we have several fort-type things. Why don’t you pick out some books. He always loves the books you send.”
“I can do books!” I felt so relieved. I have quite a few grandchildren in many stages of growing up and I’m not much of a shopper. But books are my love. I was so happy that I didn’t have to keep searching for the “right gift.”
We had a book fair at school just before the school closed on March 13. I bought a stack of books I thought he would enjoy.
These are the books that were in the stack:
The Old Truck isn’t really for four-year olds, except that my grandson loves vehicles of any kind. So I bought it.
I’m hoping that someday he’ll know me better because of Bear Came Along. I adore the story, the illustrations, and all the implications about identity and community.
He loves funny books; hence, the Jack books and Monkey & Cake.
Where’s Waldo was pure nostalgia of hours with my own children on the couch searching for Waldo.
Google Duo has been a lifeline, especially this past week of being home and feeling a bit alone. Today, I got to share as my grandson opened his birthday present with his mom and got to hear my daughter read to her son. Happy doesn’t begin to describe all the feelings of that moment.