Don't get my wrong . . . I love it. I love that they LOVE the library. I've been strategically planning trips to the library on afternoons when I am scheduled to be on call. On this day, the kids came home with 21 books . . . each of the girls checked out 5 and Little couldn't get it to under 6. By 5 o'clock when I was done with the shift, Middle had finished her first book, Big was well into her second and Little and Middle had each "finished" three. I chose an awesome variety on the Japanese Internment from World War II and learned a TON about what my dad's family endured. Amazing. Next library trip . . . this week. Which reminds me . . . whoa!! My book list is way behind!!