“Come on, Lil. Have mercy. Do I really have to do this?” Sebastian asked plaintively from the kitchen. He was standing, scrub brush in one hand, dish soap in the other, staring at the Bog of Eternal Stench –otherwise known as his kitchen sink.
As I shelved books in the children’s area, I overheard two parents talking as their children played. Parent 1: Do you ever hide books you’ve read over and over again because you’re so sick of them? Parent 2: Oh, definitely. When they ask for them, I say the book fairy came to get it. One time they saw one of the books at the library so now they think the librarians are book fairies.