We parked by a library in another suburb today and the kids wanted to go in. I asked if we should go to our library branch so we could actually check out books. Daisy wanted to go in that one so we could just read books while we were there and if she really liked one we could check it out. Zeke's response: "Of course you'll find a book you really like!"
Duh. Who wouldn't find a book that they don't really like?
We went to our library so we could check something out. Zeke happened to get the last free bookmark that Daisy also wanted. Hers said 'reading is a treat.' She whined, "But reading isn't a treat to me. It might be to Zeke but not to me." Book Nerd confirmed as he was opening his freshly borrowed book, "Yes, reading is a treat to me."
We stopped by Walmart on the way home. He didn't stop reading his new 'treat' the entire trip…
nor for lunch.
Nor for the next couple hours until the book was finished.
I hope books are always one of his vices in life.
The love of a good book wouldn't be such a bad vice to have.