Savanna is addicted to books. Some mornings (well, most mornings) after I nurse her, I’d try to snooze a few more minutes on the couch. She would bring a stack of books to me, and say, “Book! Book! Booook! Boooooook!” louder and louder if I don’t respond. And if I pretend to play dead, she will take a board book and whack me over the head with it until I open my eyes and read the damn book to her.