He's not quite old enough to where I trust him with books borrowed from the library so mostly I buy them at the local thrift store.
This is what I found today. For 25c each you can't beat it. I remember when my sister and I were little and my mother had to take both of us grocery shopping, her go-to bribe was that if we didn't act like asses in the store we could each pick out a new book before we left. Thinking back on it that must have been a heck of an expense on the grocery budget but it paid off well, both my sister and I still love to read.
Usually I don't pre-read the little guy's books but could not resist opening One Kitten Is Not Too Many, circa 1964.
Oh man. So many truths in this one.
We only have two cats but this is pretty much what our house looks like.
They have totally done that.
And my husband has totally said that.
Keeping with the second-hand theme, here's another treasure:
This didn't come from the thrift store but was something my dad found and gave to me today. A new vintage milk box! I have a soft spot for old dairy collectables and the one on the right, while local, is a dairy I didn't know we once had.
Hooray for suprises.