"No Mom!" the 5th grade-ish girl moaned, stepping off the metro car. "I don't think it will be fun. I'd rather be home, curled up in front of the fire with a good book!"
and later, I heard her sigh again on the escalator, "I just want to use my brain, Mom!"
I wanted to hug her. We are long-lost introverted book-sisters. Yet as introverted book sisters we wouldn't actually hug. So she will never know I rejoiced in her proclamation. I hope she got to spend at least part of her vacation with a good book.