This week Baby is reading The Silver Chair by C.S. Lewis. This is her second book by the author.
She was introduced to C.S. Lewis through the movie “The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe.” Soon after we found a copy of the book and she fell in love with The Chronicles of Narnia.
Tonight she insisted we do a bit of research on the author, including looking for images of him on the Internet.
I was working on the laptop and didn’t want to stop the flow of words, so I said something like “never mind what he looks like. I’m sure he’s very old, and has a long beard like the men from his era! Just read the book.”
After a bout of nagging, I finally gave in and searched for images of the author.
“B-but, he’s so young! He’s even younger than my [paternal] grandmother,” I exclaimed. My grandmother, God bless her, was born in 1896. She passed away in the nineteen eighties.
“How old did you think he was?” Baby asked.
“I don’t know. As old as…… you know, that beard guy…..”
“No, not him! The other one…...”