My current TBR stack. Stacks, rather, collected from around the house for one brief precarious moment.
Doesn’t it make your heart go pitty-pat? Such a comfy feeling, knowing there’s plenty to choose from the next time I sit down to nurse the baby…
(And how about my super-classy bedside table? Yes, that’s the top of a bar stool you’re seeing. This is what happens when you spend your money on books instead of furniture.)
“He imitates the world he drove away…”
Late April Doings
Suddenly homeschooling? Don’t try to make it like school.
Presenting the First Carnival of Children’s Literature