Trip to the bookstore

I took the kids to Indigo yesterday and I have to say that I had so much fun. We bought a lot. Well, a lot for me in one trip seeing as I rarely buy books and try to use the library as much as possible. Elijah had a gift card from his early birthday party, plus both boys had a reward book coming to them from their sticker charts, plus I was replacing a few of Olivia's books that were ruined in the flood, and then I found a Pulitzer prize finalist book on sale for me. Does anyone else love buying books as much as me? Probably, but I just couldn't get over the joy I felt at the bookstore yesterday. Yep, my brother had it right when we were kids, I'm such a bookworm geek (and proud of it!)

Mine!

Olivia's new favorite word is 'mine!' very emphatically. On Saturday we were out for dinner (thank you Dad!). The boy's meals came with 3 mini cones for desert. Of course Olivia wanted one and was gesturing and looking until finally Jeremy caved and gave one of his to her. As she was eating, I saw that the ice cream was going to drop from her cone. As any quick thinking Mom would, I reached out and caught it, and then put it back into her cone, stuffing it down a bit. Well, you have never seen a more hurt, upset little girl. She burst into tears, saying "Mine!" over and over again. No matter how much I said "it's in the cone Olivia" she would not let it go. She thought Mommy stole her ice cream. Poor precious dear.