I can't tell the title of whatever I'm reading but the way I'm holding it looks like I am ready to just start ripping. Yikes. I can see some damage on the other page. Clearly THIS is why so many of my books are in such bad shape today. Forget well-loved. It was parental negligence in unleashing monster-me on perfectly nice books. I guess kids' books are for kids and handling them any which way I wanted was better than having no books at all, right? On a side note, I love the way my left sock is half off. I am thinking this was taken in 1975 at the farm.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
I Think Mini-Me Was Hard on Books.
I can't tell the title of whatever I'm reading but the way I'm holding it looks like I am ready to just start ripping. Yikes. I can see some damage on the other page. Clearly THIS is why so many of my books are in such bad shape today. Forget well-loved. It was parental negligence in unleashing monster-me on perfectly nice books. I guess kids' books are for kids and handling them any which way I wanted was better than having no books at all, right? On a side note, I love the way my left sock is half off. I am thinking this was taken in 1975 at the farm.
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My mother-in-law has this exact same rocking chair. Books are meant to be used, right? At least that's what I keep telling myself when I find our children's books with crinkled pages, used and abused.
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