I admit it.
I have an addiction.
To children's books.
It took a pending move and a daughter who has shunned the reading of bedtime picture books for me to admit it. My collection is extensive, and I no longer need most of them. My kids are growing up, and my books are still preschool-cute. Many tough decisions will follow. Do I trade my sweet children in for younger ones or get rid of boxes and boxes of books?
And for those of you who thought my addiction was to chocolate, I'll have you know that one who is doing a marathon tomorrow is allowed to eat as many brownies as she wants today.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
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