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to everything I want to post. (I win!)
Now, I picked up the nieces on Tuesday from their dad, and then immediately headed to the nearest B&N to pick up Amulet, which I'd put on hold.
The girls did not want to go to the bookstore. Ana most emphatically wanted to go HOME. "No, we have to go to the bookstore, I have to pick something up."
She grumped and whined and was generally a major crankipants all the way up. I could've just TOLD her I was getting a book from a series she loves, but I prefer surprise. And as we left the train I went "Just so you know, this is MY book. It's for me."
Ana: I know. *scowl* I hate books.
Me: Uh-huh. And you're never gonna guess what it is!
Evangeline: Oh, it's Amulet!
Now, you have to understand that I hadn't mentioned that book AT ALL the whole past week.
Me: *jawdrop*
Me: Uh... it doesn't have to... I mean it's... you... How do you even DO that?
Evangeline: Well, every time you say we can't guess what it is, it's a book for us.
Me: But how did you know it's Amulet?
Evangeline: *shrugs*
And then Ana got her grubby little paws on the book, and on Smile, and we weren't able to leave the store for H O U R S. I had to bribe them out with promises of Washington Market Playground, and Ana STILL would have preferred to stay in the bookstore!
I may or may not have picked up a new book for me, at shocking expense. (Must renew that membership posthaste. With the amount of money this family spends on books yearly, it more than pays for itself.)
Now, I picked up the nieces on Tuesday from their dad, and then immediately headed to the nearest B&N to pick up Amulet, which I'd put on hold.
The girls did not want to go to the bookstore. Ana most emphatically wanted to go HOME. "No, we have to go to the bookstore, I have to pick something up."
She grumped and whined and was generally a major crankipants all the way up. I could've just TOLD her I was getting a book from a series she loves, but I prefer surprise. And as we left the train I went "Just so you know, this is MY book. It's for me."
Ana: I know. *scowl* I hate books.
Me: Uh-huh. And you're never gonna guess what it is!
Evangeline: Oh, it's Amulet!
Now, you have to understand that I hadn't mentioned that book AT ALL the whole past week.
Me: *jawdrop*
Me: Uh... it doesn't have to... I mean it's... you... How do you even DO that?
Evangeline: Well, every time you say we can't guess what it is, it's a book for us.
Me: But how did you know it's Amulet?
Evangeline: *shrugs*
And then Ana got her grubby little paws on the book, and on Smile, and we weren't able to leave the store for H O U R S. I had to bribe them out with promises of Washington Market Playground, and Ana STILL would have preferred to stay in the bookstore!
I may or may not have picked up a new book for me, at shocking expense. (Must renew that membership posthaste. With the amount of money this family spends on books yearly, it more than pays for itself.)
