He chose this book at the library yesterday. We borrowed it, and two other board books: One Christmas book and one awesome book about collective nouns.
I think it's the most one of the most beautiful books ever, it's a poem by Robert Louis Stevenson with gorgeous illustrations. I showed it to my Mom on skype last night, and asked if she knew it - I suspected she might. She didn't just know it, she responded by reciting it. This demonstrates why I think my Mom is so cool.