My daughter started school last week, and something struck me. She’s never brought home a textbook. Everything is on the computer now.
That is so strange to me. One of my favorite parts of the beginning of the schoolyear was putting covers on my textbooks. There was an art to cutting and folding those paper grocery bags to get the perfect dust jacket (of course, I didn’t know that’s what I was making back then) and then decorating it so it was personalized.
Nola has never had the chance to make her own dust jacket. Times have changed. Technology has advanced. But it makes me a little sad.