We were going through one book, and she identified things as I pointed to them. I asked about the daddy in the book, and she gives me a "are you stupid?" look, then pats me hard on the chest. That's right, little girl, set me straight. I am the daddy. LOL.
We have a wonderful book called "The Stable" (I think). Its a beautiful book with a wonderful poetic narrative.
We have other books that we don't like too much. We invent new narratives for those books, or we just skip the narrative and play different games with the book. Sometimes, we just don't like certain lines and we rewrite them. At this rate of rewriting, we may as well make our own children's book soon.
Tonight is the anniversary picnic, celebrating three years.