I’m proud to report that Henry is bypassing typical children’s book fare like Goodnight Moon and The Very Hungry Caterpillar and going right to the hard stuff.
Here he is devouring Richard Yates’ Eleven Kinds of Loneliness.
Let the depression and drinking begin!
UPDATE: Henry’s sister Celia seems to have a passion for Borges’ Collected Fictions. Man, what are we doing to these kids?
Next he’ll be reading “The Second Coming” (a different Yeats) and slouching toward Bethlehem. Scary!