Kid 1 is all over this book, The Lies of Locke Lamora by Scott Lynch. I don’t know what it’s about but he spent up to an hour at a time on the can over the weekend because he was reading this. As soon as he read the last page he said “I’m gonna read it again,” and turned to chapter one.
Kid 2 was home sick all last week plus Monday. I believe she spent 98% of that time on the couch with my blanket watching episode after episode of Bones on Netflix via Xbox LIVE. Maybe she’s in love with Booth. At least she has good taste in men, right?
Kid 3 loves Danino yogurt. Actually it’s not even yogurt, it is a “Dairy Snack.” Since she refuses to drink milk, it’s all good. The other night I came home from work a bit late and she was asleep in the highchair covered in a thick coat of “yogo” from stem to stern. It looked like Kabuki makeup. For her, it’s got to be Danino, and it must be served in the teeny little cup.
Et moi? I’m tearing my way through the Mercy Thompson series by Patricia Briggs. Mercedes is a mechanic in the Tri Cities of Washington State who is a walker. That means she can shift into coyote when she feels like it. She’s also smart and cynical and rad. She pals around with some werewolves and vampires and fae. It sounds like the kind of book I’d normally mock someone for reading but I’m really enjoying it.