What could be better than chocolate milk, trains, and books... lots and lots of books. And more books. In the mind of my 2 year old, nothing.
Well, maybe the occasion to sleep in mommy and daddy's bed, but that happens about once a decade and as far as this decade goes, she's already maxed out.
Baby Blue has built a love affair with the bookstore.
This is one love affair that I don't mind.
As soon as we walk in the door, she makes her way over to the cafe for her dose of organic chocolate milk.
Next stop, the trains, or is it the books, or the trains... I guess it's whichever she feels like visiting first.