"Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale..."

Scarlett has a lot of books. I'll admit that. Until recently, she has not shown much interest in them. She would chew on them. She would bang on them. She would even bang two of them together. But open them? Hardly. Turn pages? Rarely. Sit still long enough to look at them? UNHEARD OF! Well tonight, Scarlett crawled over to her book shelf, picked out a book, a then retreated to our rocking chair where I, her mother, make a desperate attempt on a nightly basis to read her a story. With a little parental assistance, Scarlett cozied right up in the chair and read herself a book. Admittedly, it was Mickey and Minnie's Barn Dance and not Shakespeare - but hey, you gotta start somewhere, right? Now...if I could just get her to read Tom Jones for me before my book group meeting next Tuesday...