For the love of books

E had to sit in time out at Mother's Day Out today.  It's the first time he's gotten in trouble at school.  I was mortified when I asked what he'd done, anticipating hitting, pinching or yelling "NO" when asked to do something.  He's done all those things at home, learned those tricks from his older siblings well before he should have.

Thankfully, he wasn't mean to another child or his teacher.  He was, however, mean to an inanimate object.
The boy ripped the flaps out of his favorite book.  He's done it at home too.  More than once.  Sigh.

For a book lover, this is a painful challenge.