I began reading. "Ultrasound....blah blah blah". I kept reading. My mind began to wander. Back to the book. I read on. Something about fearing that her son's nose will be too big. I began skimming, hoping to find something interesting. My mind wandered again. "Should I get an iced coffee, hot coffee, tea, maybe a cookie for my son, some milk, hot or cold?" I even found myself peeking over my son's shoulder, more interested in finding out if Dora finally goes to sleep, than if baby Spelling's nose is the perfect size. (Maybe it's just me.)
My son was clearly annoyed by the fact that I was flipping the pages of his book and jumping ahead. I couldn't wait to find out what happens next. I was left with no choice but to go back to my book (or get my own copy of Good Night Dora, which was just not within arms' reach).
So, I kept skimmeading (skimming and reading), until I read something that caught my attention. Finally! Tori writes, "...I work as hard as the next person to make a home." This is the last sentence I read before I returned the book to its appropriate section: fiction.
Just for the record, from what I could tell, it was a great read and well written. Everyone should pick up a copy of "G0od Night Dora". I did.