Someday Emma will reference this post in the therapy that she will no doubt need because of her deprived and cruel upbringing. It will help her to make a major breakthrough. Family blogging, Saving lives...So my mom is forcing me to do this, and she took all these pictures, so I can only give you a second rate view.
Apparently, Willa doesn't think of them as bookshelves.
I do have first opinion on this picture, though. We took the light rail to and from the library.
Right here, I'm trying to read my new book on this very noisy train, and Taran is making it even more difficult, since he was pointing at something out the window and talking loudly right in my ear. (This is on the light rail, just so you know)
So ends the post my mom forced me to write!