 This is a good book. It's by Pat Hutchins, and it's called My Best Friend. And it looks like they're doing some painting. Maybe using some colored pencils. My best friend. My best friend is coming to spend the night. I'm glad she's my best friend. Look, she's ready. She's got her teddy and she's got a suitcase. My best friend knows how to run faster and climb higher and jump farther than anyone. I'm glad she's my best friend. Wow, even though she's kind of slipping in here, she's still like, I'm glad my friend can jump so far. My best friend can eat spaghetti with a fork and doesn't drop any on the table. It looks like she's working on that. This looks like me eating spaghetti. My best friend knows how to paint good pictures, and she doesn't even get finger marks on the paper. My best friend knows how to untie her shoelaces. She has her mom help her, right? What are they gonna do? And she knows how to do up the buttons on her pajamas. She's having her mom help her. I bet her best friend can teach her how to do some of those things if she's interested. My best friend knows how to read. I'm glad she is my best friend. The mom's looking at the watch. Like, you only have a few more minutes and then it's bedtime. My best friend thinks there's a monster in the room. Why does she think that? She's looking over here. But I know there isn't. I know it's only the wind blowing the curtains. Friends fighting. And I know if I close the window, the curtains won't blow. I'm glad you're my best friend, said my best friend, and that is the end. I love this story because they're both good at different things and they can both help each other. That's a good thing for friends to do.