There once was a little boy who loved going to the library. Whenever his mama drove into the parking lot, he would yell out “Library! Books!”  Each week his mama would pick out new books for him to read.

This particular week, she chose Lucy Cousins’ Noah’s Ark.

It was a big hit.

After reading the book approximately 20 times the first day, the little boy wanted to sleep with his book. After his mama said no (because mama knew how little boy liked to rip pages), he could be heard wailing, “Noah!” from his crib.

And the next day, he proceeded to carry his beloved book around all day.

I don’t know why David is fascinated with this book, but I thought I’d share it. It’s simple, colorful, but not totally accurate biblically (if you’re being picky- there’s nothing glaringly wrong). Now I need to go hide it before David wakes up from his nap and wants me to read it. Again. For the one hundredth time. Just kidding. I don’t hide books.  (Although I did hide David’s baby book because I wanted it to last until at least his second birthday.)