I love going to the bookstore. What’s not to love, other than the gimmicky children’s books that either a) feature Caillou, or b) play obnoxious music?

If you like the Twilight Saga, look:

They have the Twilight Saga.

If you need a school story, no problem!

They have Where the Wild Things Are. Which I guess might be someone’s commentary on the first week of school.

I just have to remember not to take my eyes off Audrey for even a second, or every chair within walking distance will look like this:

The first time this happened, I thought a store employee had snuck up behind me and filled the chairs with stuffed animals as some kind of interesting display choice. Not so much. Audrey just thinks the “soft friends” prefer chairs to shelves. They don’t care much for personal space, apparently, but chairs: yes.