Bought the little tyke his first books, even though they tell me he can't read when he pops out (I just don't understand that...). Mostly stuck with the classics: a little Dr. Suess, a little Maurice Sendak, but got a new book called "Diary of a Wombat." An excerpt:
"Monday Morning: Slept. Afternoon: Slept. Evening: Ate grass. Scratched. Night: Ate grass. Slept."
This book was particularly compelling because the wombat looks and acts suspiciously like our portly, stubby-tailed black cat.
I think he'll recognize the resemblance immediately.