On Wednesday morning Ridge was all in a tizzy because he couldn't find his wallet. He had been counting his money the night before to figure out how much he had to spend at the book fair. I gladly buy the kids books from the book fair so I was certain that he wanted to buy some trinket or toy for himself since "we go to the book fair to buy books, not toys." So imagine my surprise when he showed up that afternoon with a new book in his backpack. He bought Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Roddick Rules and started reading it right away. I actually picked him up from school that afternoon, brought the gang along so that we could get our book fair books before the open house on Thursday night. On the way home Ridge proclaimed,
I spent my fortune at the book fair.
It wasn't a large fortune but I think that parting with $5 is a lot for a 7-year-old. I was just so thrilled that he had spent his money on something other that Pokemon cards. (Yes, he still wants to collect more.)
When we got home he set up this Reading Room in the eaves. He invited Cannon and Laine up there with him at one point but Cannon got kicked out because he stopped listening to the Shel Silverstein poems that Ridge was reading aloud to them.