Ted: *rustle*
me: Huh?
Ted: *rustle*
me: Honey, I can hear you turn the pages! It's an hour past your bedtime! Go to sleep!
Ted: ...
Ted: *rustle*
me: Hon, lights out or you're not getting the follow up to "Zita, the spacegirl!"
Ted: ...
Ted: *click*
I got "Zita" for Ted's classmate's birthday present, because her parents wouldn't tell me what she was into, just that they wanted her to "get into" books. Ted rummaged through the gift bag the morning of the party, pulled the book out, and read it in one sitting.
Yup, mommy was right. Graphic novels are the gateway drug! 😎
















