she loves to read. and she loves to make a mess.
which means she loves the bookstore because she can do both at the same time.
but that's okay because i'm honestly so happy when we are at the bookstore.
i want her to be whisked away on adventures through books.
i want her to learn to love and appreciate art through glossy pictures.
i want her to love to read and crave more knowledge.
such lofty dreams, i know.
but she can do anything. i just know it.
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