I'm rubbing off on my girl cherub. I'm raising a little "me." It's somewhat sad and somewhat pleasing! I'll explain: A week or so ago it was the book fair at school. You remember those days? Loads of books hauled into the library. The children are encouraged to shop . . . . . . and read, of course! It's actually a great fundraise for schools. However, my confession is this: when we lived in Oklahoma, a Scholastic Book Distribution center was just a few miles from our home. I could go anytime because I purchased books for our church library. It was phenomenal! And it was cheap! I would buy for the church library. And I would buy for my cherubs. And I would buy for the church library. And I would buy for my cherubs. And This was my shopping frenzy! Kind of a "one for them, two for me" sorta deal! But! Here's the great part! When the book fair came to our school, I'd go open the c
"She watches over the affairs of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness."