For some reason, I still have a good many of my textbooks from law school. I have gotten shed of many, but there remain a few that I "might want to refer to" at some point: Contracts, Admiralty, Corporations, Commercial Law, Elder Law, Wills, and about 586 others. Seriously, though, they occupy a bookshelf in the corner of the playroom. Do I look at them? Not really. I don't even dust them.
So today we are playing in the playroom, and Sam decides to take a few books down to make a sidewalk across the room. And a few more, and a few more, and pretty soon, half the bookshelf is empty. Now the books comprise a whole interstate system which a toy 18-wheeler is traversing. *Sigh* At least those books are good for something now. That toy truck's journey is a whole lot more interesting and fun than the journey I made with those books. All $10,000 worth of them. Yep, mine was a trail of tears across what is now the Torts and Con Law Freeway of the playroom floor.
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