I'm addicted to books. I can't deny it. I'm surrounded by people who have the same problem (ahem Charity) and to a lesser degree Amanda, my mom, and mother in law. I have always loved books for as long as I can remember. In 7th and 8th grade I think I got 2nd and 3rd place in the read a thon only to be beat by my friend Kristy. I used to read under the dinner table and under the covers with a flashlight. I just feel like there is so much information to absorb! Just when I think I have all the "greatest" books, I find another and another and....
Anyways, last night I decided I was going to start cleaning off my bookshelf. It has been bothering me for awhile, because the books have gotten scrambled into no special order. There have been seasonal books that I wanted to read to the boys and couldn't find. So, I took all but one shelf of books off last night and started sorting them on the bedroom floor. The bottom shelf has homeschooling type books.
Here is a before picture:
There are also books in Isaiah's room, books in the living room and by my bed on a small nightstand.