I share a similar, at times problematic, love for reading.In my crazy teen-aged brain--I thought I would be sneaky and read after I was told to turn out the lights. I took the lampshade off my lamp and got down on the floor of my room under a blanket to continue reading. My hope was that the light wouldn't show through my closed bedroom door into the hallway.
Well, I fell asleep and burned a 3 inch hole in the carpet of my bedroom--clear through to the subfloor underneath. I honestly have no memory of the punishment I must have received after nearly burning down my parent's house and possibly endangering lives.
Now that I am an adult, it is alot less risky to read--no one tells me when I have to turn out the light, and I am smart enough to leave the lampshade on the lamp.
(Kids these days are so lucky to have these. )
Here is my current late night friend:
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I don't remember your punishment either. It must of not been to bad or one of us would have remembered. Cute blog.
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Mardi loves to read and Keddi loves that she is learning!
I can't access The (Matt) Brady's blog anymore. It says I wasn't invited now. Do you have this problem?
Oh yes, I was a reading addict as a child too - luckily I had a nice strong nightlight that allowed me to stay up way later than I should have. I should ask my mom one of these days if she knew about that...
My oldest is just starting to read but so far she's devouring books at a similar pace. :)
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