Preschooler at the library: “Can I get this Thomas movie?”

Her father: “You are too old for that.”

Preschooler: “Please!”

Her father: “It’s too Christmasy.”

Preschooler: “Can I get it at Christmas time?”

Father: “Sure. If it’s still here.”

Preschooler: “Great. I’ll hide it.”

So… Funny conversation for sure but it also got me thinking.

I read a bunch of beach books while we were gone. The true page turners that are just pure fun to read. Nothing highly literary by any means. I promised myself I would switch back to “real books” when we got home but instead I’ve found real comfort (after the super sad passing of our dog), in these easy reads. I’m half way through another beach book while siting here in my suburban home with no beach in sight.

As I listened to this dad telling his daughter that she needed to check out a more high brow cartoon I couldn’t help but think of myself.

I’m glad no one is telling me what to read right now. I am really happy reading what I am reading and it is serving a real purpose. Does this mean that I will never go back to the good stuff? Certainly not. But for now I am going to enjoy myself.

I will be tucking this little episode into my memory bank for those times when Caroline insists on reading one more Babysitter Club book and when Katherine brings me yet another Clifford book to read.

There is a time and place for all reading. Now back to my book!