The Dangers of Reading, In 3 Parts

Part the First:

Daughter: Look, Mom. There are ten chapters, and I'm at chapter eight!
Me: Great!
Daughter: It's page 72!
Me: Fabulous.
Daughter: There's only this much to go!
Me: You're a reading fiend!
Daughter: Sssshhhhhhh! I'm READING.

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Part the Second:

[in a local bookstore, with TV playing scary music in one corner...]
Daughter, clamping herself to my leg: What IS that?
Me: It's a TV. It's playing a movie.
Daughter: Ohhhh. I thought it was a dementor.

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Part the Third:

Me: What specials did you have today?
Daughter: Library. I NEED an ipod touch!

Because It's There

Daughter, reading about Mount Everest: Everest. Everest. That's a funny name.
Me: I suppose so.
Daughter: I can see why it's called "Ever." Because it's the highest mountain of them all. Like "forever." But "rest"? That doesn't make sense. Why not call it "Mount "Forever." Like goodbye, forever! Or: Mount "so long, suckers!"