The very first night... I started reading at midnight... thought I'd just read a chapter in bed before going to sleep. 300 pages and 4 hours later, I finally pried my hands off the book to go to sleep. Though I've snuck a chapter here and there during the day, I've been exercising extreme restraint to keep my reading marathons until bedtime. 4am seems to be the time I make myself stop so I can get some sleep.
Now I'm on book three. Sorry. Restraint is gone. Must. Keep. Reading. So the kids will be eating PB&J's and have movie marathons today, and probably tomorrow, until I finish book 3 and 4. Not since Harry Potter have I ever been this addicted to a book series.
And yes, I'm the biggest hypocrite in the world for all the times I've said I don't have time to be in a book club. Thankfully these extreme reading episodes are few and far between. I'll go back to being a mom in a few days.
Now if only I could convince Haven to change Marlie's diapers...