My daughter’s Kindergarten teacher is Miss Riley.  One night…

Daughter: “Mommy, I want you to read me a story before bedtime.”

Me: “Okay, go pick one out.”

She picks out her book, sits in my lap and I start reading her the story.  I only get about 6 pages into it when my daughter asks…

Daughter: “How come you don’t taste the pages like Miss Riley does before she turns them?”

Submitted by: Bev