Bookworms, that is.
During one of our little expeditions on Labor Day, we stopped by the local Barnes and Noble bookstore. If you know US, then you know our children follow closely in our footsteps when it comes to books. We LOVE to read.
Monk and I could spend HOURS in a bookstore just perusing the books and yet never buying any. While we would love to buy more books, we have these things called c-h-i-l-d-r-e-n that need to be fed occasionally and therefore, we refrain from buying.
But on Monday, it was the girls day to look. We went to the children's section and camped out for a good hour. What joy filled their little hearts!
Okay well, except for her little heart. She was apparently crying over the stupid expression on my face.
Olivia still. It's a good thing.
So many books, so little time.
No stupid expressions here. Just matching bellies!
Sheer joy for a mother's heart.
Mr. Clean has a way with babies.
We walked away from our adventure relatively cheap. A new book for each of our little bookworms and an afternoon of great fun.
Oh, but wait.
You'll need to come back tomorrow. That's when I'll show you what I was reading.