Nana bought Lumpyhead this great little contraption. It "reads" specially designed books using magnetic dots near the book's spine. Lumpyhead loves it, but the books are not very durable (they are essentially spiral-bound paper). The boy is careful enough with them, but Lula is not. She rips through them like a gleeful crosscut shredder, much to Lumpyhead's dismay.
I spent about an hour last night reinserting and repairing a torn-out page from one of Lumpyhead's favorite books - using sixteen tiny pieces of tape and two tweezers. This shows:
a) I am an extremely dedicated mother who will do anything - even something sublimely ridiculous - to make her son happy.
or
b) I'm too fucking cheap to spend $8 on a new book.
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I vote for c) All of the above.
My girl's All Time Favorite Book has little animals that pop up with levers. It is now liberally shellacked with packaging tape and, well, we'll call it motherly love. But only because it's out of print and I can't order a new copy. (*shakes fist at publishing universe*).
You forgot option c: too lazy to drive to Target.
Like half the books in our house are held together with packing tape. But I have never resorted to tweezers -- I'll have to remember that one.
It's supposed to be good practice to repair the book in front of the kid who damaged it, so they can see what's involved when they're not careful with books. But only if the kid doesn't then steal your sticky tape and scissors...
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