This seems so obvious looking back on it, but I didn’t see it coming.
I really wanted to read all of Twenty and Ten this week. I wrote it down as one of my goals, and we started it before lunch today. We got 2 chapters under our belts early in the day, and with only 5 chapters in the book, we were on a great pace to accomplish this goal.
Supper was over, and we had a little time before bed. I thought I’d try to squeeze in “just one more chapter.”
Note to self: Do NOT read a book about children hiding from the Nazis right before bed.
This seems obvious now, but it really wasn’t when I curled up on the couch with my sweet children. Somehow, I couldn’t stop reading with the Nazis interrogating the French children and the Jewish children hiding in the cave. We just had to keep reading all the way to the end.
I mean . . . who can go to bed wondering if the children are going to be caught?
On a bright note, we finished the book in 1 day instead of in my goal of a week.
Has anyone else ever done something silly like this? What was I thinking?
(On a side note, am I the only one that has trouble spacing out a book? I get so excited about our current read-aloud book that we tend to read it in a very short amount of time. Who can wait?)