Mom! You can't stop! Keep reading! Mom! You've chosen a terrible spot to stop! Read one more chapter first!
At the end of the weekend, realizing that my head cold was getting the better of me, I not-so-subtly hinted to my family that someone should make us supper tonight. So, I was happy when I went into the kitchen and found my husband had taken my suggestion of making grilled cheese sandwiches to go with some minestrone soup. Simple but delicious, and any food prepared by someone else tonight was going to be appreciated. I enjoyed the meal then retreated to my bedroom planning on crawling into my bed with my novel. But there she was, waiting for me, already curled up under the covers...the drill sergeant.
She is on her laptop tonight. Sometimes she's in my bed doing homework. Most days she is in there reading. Known for sailing through books in one sitting, she's my bookworm. My bedroom is a quiet spot of course, away from the sound of the television or her sister skyping with friends over the computer. "This is my bedroom you know", I say to her almost daily. "Yeah, I know"", she replies. I suppose there is something extra comfy about a Mom's bed. I remember thinking that when I lived in my childhood home too.
"Wait. Let me see the book. I need to know where you are now", she says. I hand her the book and she tells me again. "You need to keep going!" After all those years of reading to her as a baby and young child, after all those trips to the school book fairs, to the library, and to all those bookstores, after all of our discussions about our favorite books, I realize that I have created a monster. This girl of mine is not only a dedicated book worm, but she is cracking the whip wanting me to read more of my book without taking any breaks. I sure hope she lets me go to bed tonight.