I found some Pyrex banana boats at an antique store (vintage kitchenwares are my therapy shopping) and served banana splits in them yesterday. The girls wanted to know why in the world there were so many kinds of dishes and utensils. It was the perfect opportunity to introduce them to one of my favorite books, Veblen's Theory of the Leisure Class. Today they're going around exclaiming, "Wow, that finally makes sense!" twice an hour.
Last week I snuck up on them with The Mouse That Roared, but that one didn't need ice cream. All I had to mention was some of the sillier plot twists and they were all over me to produce a copy.
Last week I snuck up on them with The Mouse That Roared, but that one didn't need ice cream. All I had to mention was some of the sillier plot twists and they were all over me to produce a copy.
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