Calvin and Oops

I have a hardcover 3 book, slipcase collection of Calvin and Hobbes books. Yesterday, my daughter separated one of those books from its hardcover. She looked up at me as if i would be upset. i looked at the book in pieces, i looked at my daughter and said: I would rather you destroy a book loving it, than have a perfect book never read. She smiled at me, then began flipping through the book and reading it. Then, she continued to read it. Then, she acted out skits from stories in the book. Then, she began making up stories of her own (Spacegirl spiff. Spaceman spiff’s sidekick). Then, she made a book with the characters from Calvin & Hobbes. Then, she talked about multiple volumes of it, if the first one was successful. I don’t always make the right choice. I don’t always say the right thing. I don’t always act how i should. But, every once in awhile, i get it right.