I grew up on Toys stores, my parents had Toys stores...a child dream come true, yes...but not so much for me, maybe because of the fact that I always could play with the toys in the store as much as I wanted or almost...and true, I had few dolls, but I was not a doll kind of girl... when Holidays were coming and even my birthdays, I always just wanted the same: books, a new notebook to write and draw and pencils & pens in many colors...year after year it was all I wanted, this was my best gift package...and I was happy to the roof to get it...I was a serious reader since I remember myself and I think that I was influenced too much by books that made me be a sad kid and adult...until I was 12 years old I read books by Sartre, Kafka and any book of this kind...they were hard stories for a child to read, and I think that my parents should have forbidden me to read this kind of adults context books...but I was a very intelligent kid, I hided to read, to write...so maybe I read the not most appropriate books for my age, but they were always my best gifts...Even today I feel like a little kid when I go to a bookstore but even more to scrapbook store or a kind of Staples stores...looking always to find another magical pen in many colors, and the perfect papers....

CREDITS:
Paper & Christmas sparkle tree by Sue Cummings from Project 12
WA by Sue for the Spotlight challenge
Books, flower, borders, library card & clock by Nina from the Read & relax kit