Bookworm

No seat on the subway: sit on Mom's feet and study Cecil the Pet Glacier.

I love this pre-reading stage that involves taking a book every, every, everywhere. I love the whispered, remembered, made-up stories and the annoyed glance when she catches us spying. Kind of amazing to watch someone in the process of shaping and populating an inner life that has nothing to do with us. When she looks up from the page, her eyes are round and far away.
 

Fairy tales in the bathroom.

Halfway home from the library, plopped on someone's stoop with To Market, to Market.