This is our home right now:
(make that, this is our first floor, as I haven't even attempted to tackle the books upstairs)
This is or piano. Or, Sean's piles of books. With room for a dictionary down below.
But wait, there's more... below the dictionary another pile of books!
And this was the pile of already-read books removed from the piano last week.
Which was instantly replaced by another series graciously gifted to Sean by a good friend who noticed our piles of books last weekend and decided we needed more. (picture of Sis with her great grandmother just a bonus).
Even the baby has her stash.
Make that stash-es.
This is our laundry room. What?
Brown Bear, Brown Bear, what do you see? I see Constitutional Law looking at me....
Poor Jamesie doesn't even get any surface space for his books.
This is Sean's on-going reading pile. 3 bookmarks in 3 different novels. Not to be confused with the piano pile, which is on-going series, but books he has not yet started from each series.
This is why I am drowning in a sea of book-piles:
The other day I said, Sean, you are reading so much! To which he answered, "Mom! That's because I am a lover of books!"