Day 117: Sixty flaps

We're getting estimates to take out a few pine trees in our yard. I was in the driveway walking one of the tree people out when I ran into my neighbors' daughter and her kids. They invited me over for lunch and obviously I'm not turning down free food.

They have a beautiful vintage wool rug in their entryway and Tommy definitely drooled on it when he was showing off his rolling skills. Tommy was mesmerized by my neighbor's grandchildren. They're really cute. 

Anyway, I'm sitting on the floor eating cheese pizza with the kids and Lisa (neighbor's daughter) is telling us about a book that she scored at the library bookshop. "It has SIXTY flaps." *gasps* One minute you're cool, the next you're bragging about how many flaps your new book has. Iykyk.