So I appreciate libraries. I appreciate that they purchase books, and store the books in an organized way, and provide repairs/replacements when the books get beat up. I can't remember the last time I actually bought a book that wasn't for work or required for a class. We have a smallish house. We need all the space. I gladly let the libraries store "my" books.
I know some people who don't like the idea of library books and not knowing "where that book's been!", especially in thinking about where a lot of people do the majority of their reading...
But I don't get too bothered by that if the book is in generally good condition. A bit of fraying around the edges or water damage, I can live with. Food stains or other stains of unknown origin leave me a bit more wary, but those are few and far between.
Plus, sometimes there are added bonuses - little clues to the others who have read the book I'm reading. I've come across library slips, Starbucks receipts and the like, even interesting photos.
I came across this little prize about midway through the latest novel I'm reading:
Let me first state that the book is, in fact, a book meant for grown ups! As much as I enjoy reading, "I love you to the moon and back" out loud, this is not one of those. I suspect that I'm reading a book that was previously enjoyed by Mrs. Tooth Fairy herself.
Such a sweet, endearing little missive. I particularly like the "Dear" and the "Mrs." And the name Griffin.
I've mentioned here before that we never did Santa or the Tooth Fairy or the Easter Bunny with our kids. Just didn't like the thought of when the big reveal that we were liars eventually occurred. When they would lose a tooth, we'd make big congratulatory exclamations, then just hand them the cash prize, thus eliminating the middle man - or middle fairy in this case.
However, I do have fond memories of my own adventures in dentition. Placing the dead tooth, carefully wrapped in Kleenex, under my pillow. Vowing to stay awake to meet "Mrs. Tooth Fairy", only to zonk out.
I never included a note with my gift tooth. Now I'm thinking I should have. Griffin, my latest role model. Only about 45 years too late.