Drop Everything and Read.
Thirty minutes, they said.
Thirty.
These people clearly don't have gremlins.
The gremlins have been informed.
Current status report:
Two and a half inches wide. One gremlin is holding a comic book the right way up which is frankly the overachiever energy nobody expected or asked for.
Carl descended from the chandelier specifically to swipe a book for this. Buzzworth would have kept him focused. Buzzworth is still in the wash. We're not discussing the juice which is the reason he is in the wash.
By minute four someone had put Snow White on.
This is now at least its sixtieth viewing this week. We're not counting anymore.
If Snow White isn't quite scratching the itch — if your brain is looking for a specific word and won't stop until it finds it — there's a library. Quiet. Warm. No pressure.
He knows all the words for all the things. And he's building a space so you can share yours too, if that's your scene.
📚 Happy D.E.A.R. Day. Read something.
Or watch Snow White. Sixty times is basically a rite of passage at this point.