Karma

The other day, I decided to buy a whole big stack of books for my friend's 2-year-old daughter. Not her birthday, no occasion other than I wanted to give her books to read. Last time I babysat her there was only ONE book in her playroom - not another one in sight. I guess it's karma that when I walked up to the counter with the ten books I had picked out, it turned out that they were half-price-that day only.

And half-price or not, the books were worth more than their weight in gold just for the smile the little girl gave me when I handed her the stack of books. I had a blast reading them to her (even her parents listened in!). I smiled all the way home last night. My idea of a good time.