“Daddy, that’s the Shakespeare book that Santa gave me. He knows I can read it myself. If music…be….the food of…love…….” “Play on…” “I know, Daddy. I was thinking the words in my head, and trying to figure out if that makes any sense.” My daughter is 6.
My goodness. That is just about the cutest thing EVER. If I ever have kids, I hope they are as into literature as yours (which is likely since both myself and my fiance are bookworms to the extreme). *grin* I’m sure she’ll have many many fond memories of her Daddy and the Bard.