Charlotte had her very first visit to the bookstore last night. Strapped snugly in her stroller, she was gnawing away on her hands as I pushed her through the doors. Her face lit up as she looked around at the lights above her. Slowly we walked around, in between the aisles of books, her eyes darting left and right. Every once in a while, she’d let out a delightful squeal as she took in her new surroundings.