Shhhhhh....

A quiet house used to mean that Gigi was somewhere getting into trouble. Now, it still sometimes means that Gigi is getting into trouble, but more often it means that she is quietly looking through her books. Can I just tell you how victorious we felt when a few weeks ago Gigi finally had the attention span to sit down and look quietly at a book? Hallelujah times a million.


Gigi's favorite book is a big book called "First Thousand Words in Japanese". She doesn't know the words are in Japanese, of course, so we are happy to let her point at the pages and narrate the things she is obsessed with, like agua, and balls, and hats, and balloons, and bananas and horses, and trucks and airplanes. Sometimes I am tempted to teach her a few words in Japanese, but I remind myself that we have already consigned her to considerable future confusion with Portuguese and English, so we can probably call it good.


There is something just so beautiful about our little girl looking through books! I'll wait a few years before I start slipping Dostoyevsky novels onto her bookshelf...