Ben and his light and his maze book.
For weeks the boys were borrowing Graeme’s and my reading lights at bedtime. This was a while ago now, but I finally bought them each their own reading light. One day, Ben’s had been taken out of his room by a friend and he was upset as he went to bed. I told him not to worry, that I’d find it. He said, “I really love my reading light. It’s way better than your reading light! Your reading light is the worst [laughing now] reading light I’ve ever seen!”
My reading light is in rough shape now. I have to hold the light in position as the flexible neck has a mind of its own. I have my suspicion that this is a direct result of having loaned it to Ben all those weeks. And he has the nerve to insult it! 🙂