As a part of the major apartment perestroika, the wall unit with its unused gaping TV opening had to be smashed to pieces dismantled, and all the books are now temporarily housed in the two salvaged shelves in dual rows in the bedroom until their new home is built.

Unearthing old picture books (Pinocchio, from the time R was learning Italian) is always a delight. The baby is not getting his cute fat little fingers on this one until he is at least my age!