Not the topic of my post, but a great childhood toy, no? I think that’s where the saying “I’m playing for keeps,” originates from.
Today I’m talking to my dad on the phone and he says, “So I read that book called ‘Twilight,’ the one about the girl in love with the vampire, you know? Have you read it yet?”
Uh, no. I had no idea what it was until my 25 year old first grade teacher sister called me squealing with delight about Edward the vampire.
My dad: I don’t know, it held my attention and I just kept reading and reading, and it went so fast.
Molly: Um, it probably went so fast because it was written for thirteen year old girls.
My dad: Yeah, maybe…I finished the first one and Emily wanted me to read the second, but I said, “How much can you really read about one girl loving a vampire?” But then Emily told me that Edward wasn’t even in the second novel very much, so I said “okay.”
Here’s to mi padre starting Twilight part 2. You’re awesome.