This is my bookshelf. Correction, this is a bookshelf in my house, tucked away in a guest bedroom so the nerdy and slightly over-analytical way my wife and I approach parenting is not on display for everyday visitors to see. When you combine an overzealous tendency to gather information, a mild thrift store addiction and nine months to obsess about your first child, this is what happens. Now that our daughter is almost sixteen months old and we are pretty much parenting experts, these books go mostly unread. But it definitely made for an interesting crash course at the time.
(Image: Richard Popovic)