JJ loved books, (still does) the thicker the better. In the waiting room, at one of the first doctor's appointments I took him to he kept trying to get up and head for the door. I had him sit and told him not yet, we have to wait. I brought a tote bag full of books and coloring supplies. So I pulled some out and he happily sat for a little bit. Then he would try to head for the door again.
When they finally did call our name I let go of him to gather up our stuff. JJ made a beeline towards a lady sitting next to the door reading a thick novel. He got into a tug a war over her book. I repeatedly apologized as I pried his hands from her book.
MR