It was really hot, and Rose had a couple of gift cards to spend, so we went to the book store yesterday afternoon. She spent some time in the kids'section, picked up a couple of books, put them down, and generally looked sort of uncomfortable.
R: Um, Mom.
Me: Yes, sweetie?
R: I'm not really sure I belong in this section anymore.
Me: Oh, really? Why not?
R: I'm thinking I'm just too old for it now.
So I told her there was a teen section, and she asked where it was. I took her there, being very familiar with its location due to her older sister practically living there. She browsed for a while and then turned to me and said, in a very disgusted voice:
R: Are ALL these books about love?
Me: Pretty much.
R: Then I'm going back to the kids' section.
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