Technically Isabella had no part of this. Or so she tells me. She just stood at the side lines calling out which book to throw next. All because he wanted That's Not my Lion apparently. The last thing I saw was two little feet disappearing INTO the bare shelf searching for more books. Lucky he can't reach the next shelf up.
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I can so relate to this scene! I think I pick up a stack like that a few times each day!
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