Books and Baby Showers

I just got invited to another baby shower; I swear this is like the third one this year.  Luckily, when baby Grace came along (the catalyst for baby shower #1), I decided to make it easy on myself and go with my favorite thing to buy:  books.  Two pop-up books and one plush monkey later, I had my gift.  And the precedent was set.  For baby Jacob, it was two board books and a toy caboose.  And now, for baby Kayden, I'm heading to the children's section of my local bookstore to buy him his very first book.  Because the gift of reading is something I know he'll never outgrow.

Confessions of a Bookworm

     It's always a good day when a box of books arrives in the mail.  Today I got a lovely box of books from Powells.  It was only a small box this time, mostly because I haven't read the last books I bought from Powells.  At least, not yet.  Buying books is my addiction.  Just call me a bookaholic.  
     It all started in elementary school with book orders.  Remember those? We didn't just have Scholastic book orders when I was in school; we had Arrow and Troll, too.  Three thin booklets for me to take home and pore over, circling every book I wanted, then negotiating with my parents over how many I could actually buy.
     And when they finally came?  Nothing beat the excitement of book-order day!  My teacher would stack small piles of books all over her desk and then call us up one by one to collect them.  I remember hugging my new books all the way home, eager and impatient to start reading them. 
     I still have some of those book-order books.  And today, I have new books to add to them.  Any day that includes a new book (or two) for your bookshelves is a good day.  

Happy Reading!