no nook

I left my Nook in St Louis. I downloaded the app to my iPad and figured I would be fine until the next time I saw my dad and Melissa. We're a traveling family and it's typically only a month between visits. 

WRONG!! I hate reading on my iPad. I'm using the word hate here. Don't like the backlighting, don't like the hold/feel, don't like the layout. Just don't like it. Not one little bit. I figured I would just wait a month and not read and get a lot of things done around the house. WRONG again!!! I need to be reading something at all times. I need to know that a book is there waiting for me to finish. I need to have my pure bliss of reading time while the girls are at dancing school and gymnastics and swimming. I need to stay awake until 2 am because I have just a few more pages of this darn book to finish..... oh wait, that last one isn't good. Not good at all. 

I decided to kick it old school and head to the library (yeah, I just said that...). I had to get some books to get me through. I haven't been to the library in ages and I missed it. I missed picking out the books I want on the computer, searching for them through the shelves and shelves, and as much as I adore my Nook I miss holding an actual book.

The girls had a blast in the children's library and picked out quite a stash of new books too. I read to them every night so I have to say the new books are a pleasant change for them AND me!

Books, actual books. They still make these Who knew?

Annabelle's favorite find -- this is the follow up to Fanny which Annabelle received from her YaYa. The original is a book about Fanny's doll Annabelle, which she makes. The sequel is all about Annabelle the doll's adventures. Cute little book, but puts me in quite a predicament....I can't find a book about a Gwyneth. Could someone work on that/write one for us?

This book is all about a poor little girls desperate desire -- NEED -- for earrings. Not the stick on ones, not the clip on ones, but REAL HOLES IN YOUR HEAD earrings. Her horribly, mean, tortuous parents just won't allow it. It should have been titled "Why you can't have earrings - by Robert Meyer".