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Cicero said, “A room without books is like a body without a soul.” I’m inclined to agree. And what would a writer’s blog be if we didn’t talk about books! 😉
A room without books is like a body without a soul. – Cicero
I love books. I love the way they look. I love the way they smell. And mostly I love reading! I’ve never considered myself to be a voracious reader. But once I discovered reading could be fun when I was in fifth grade, I’m always looking for a new book to read. If only I had time to read all the books that I keep downloading on my kindle…






of going to play outside occasionally. Everyone (and I mean everyone) is crying about something. The second grader is crying because she hates phonics (who knew it would be so hard to copy five words out of a wordbank…). The kindergartner is crying because she forgot fifteen… again, while trying to count to 20. The two year old is crying because the kindergartner (who was supposed to be counting) took the horse that she was playing with two days ago. 

