Problem

I have a problem. (Some would say I have many.)

What kind of problem?

Well, a book problem.

I love them.

Especially children’s book.

I like to buy them. 

Alec tells people his bedroom is a library.

Yes, it is a problem.

And 2 times a year I am faced with an opportunity to buy books with wild abandon.

I try to resist but it doesn’t work.  I lack willpower.

You see, we live 4 miles from a Scholastic Warehouse and in December and May they have their warehouse sale.

I am never able to resist.

As soon as I walk into the warehouse- the smell- I can’t describe it- but I love it.

It smells like books.

The ink, the paper, the dust.

I don’t know what it is- maybe a combo of it all. I just know I love it.

And walking up and down the isles?

All those titles.

At cheap prices. (They are discounted usually 50% off and then they send coupons a few weeks before.)

Giddy.

I do- I get downright giddy walking through there.

I could (and have) spent hours going up and down the isles.

I went recently.  I spent $80 and walked out with 55 books. How do you resist this?

I bought myself this last time. It wasn’t that good. But it did make me like him more than I did before. His commitment to the sport is amazing. And for Alec?

 

 

 

 

 

I got the first 17 books of Magic Tree House for less than $17. We are having fun reading them! We are on book 8 now.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And 26 books of the A to Z series for less than $25. I can’t wait to read these!

 

 

 

Plus I added to our Froggy, Duck and Ladybug Girl collections:

And of course some science books:

The good news?

He loves books too. Money well spent.

Phew!