The kids and I went to a book fair at Taylor’s school today. It was so busy, as school was just letting out, but we had lots of fun. There were so many fun books to choose from. Each kid got to pick one book to purchase. Taylor chose a book about a crayon, that’s called RED. She said she needed that one because “red is my favorite color, you know, because it matches my beautiful red hair.” Fair enough. It was a cute book. Jackson chose a book which was also very fitting for him. It was called I’m Dirty, and is about construction vehicles. Joseph, naturally, and not surprisingly, chose a “choo-choo book” called Freight Train. We also purchased a book for Taylor’s class that the teacher had on a wish list.

The kids definitely kept things interesting and provided entertainment for all of the shoppers, as they are so accustomed to doing.  Jackson destructed an entire display of books. When people say things can happen in a second, it’s true. All I did was let go of his hand for one second to take out my credit card and he knocked over an entire cardboard shelf of books. I’m not talking about four or five books here. He watched at least fifty paper back books rain down around him, and he was proud! If I had been neglectful, it would be one thing, but I was RIGHT THERE getting my credit card. As I was cleaning up his carnage, Joseph went “missing” for a second. I had my body positioned in such a way that I knew he couldn’t get away from me so I wasn’t really worried, but for a split second, I couldn’t see him. He had set up camp under the table (covered with a plastic table cloth) and was reading his new book. He won’t sit still and read a book at home, but there, he needed peace and quiet. Thankfully, my girl was well-behaved, as she usually is. When all was said and done, the woman who was checking us out (and saw our whole circus act play out) looked at me and said “You’re doing a great job, mom. I know I couldn’t handle all of that and you’ve got it covered.” It was the exact thing I needed to hear at that moment. We made it back through the parking lot without dismantling anything further and came right home to read. These little bookworms couldn’t wait and were less than thrilled to pose for a picture.