Re-reading books

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I really didn't start reading regularly until I discovered horse books. That was actually in 7th grade. Not that I couldn't read, but I just couldn't find books that interested me. Oh, my folks had most of the Oz books and I loved to listen to Dad read them, and since I had a sister 4 years younger and 5 grades behind me, I got to listen to them being read probably a bit longer than most people. I really didn't enjoy reading them, however... go figure. So, I was well along in school before I discovered most of the "age appropriate" books that should've been around when I was younger. I actually didn't read many of them until I decided to go into Library Science. "Kiddie Lit" was the first LS class I took. I enjoyed it. I also re-read Mary Norton's "The Borrowers" and a few others. But one of the books I didn't read there, but some place else, were "The Littles" by John Peterson and Roberta Carter Clark. Now, not unlike the Borrower books, the Little's were tiny people who lived in the walls of a regular person's house, except, unlike the Borrower's, the Little's have tails. I guess since they came around 15 years after the Borrower's they had to have something significantly different. The Borrowers was published in 1952. The Littles was published in 1967. There are also a lot more Littles books than Borrowers. I'm not sure why, exactly, but possibly either John Peterson gave permission for them to be written. Now, I don't know about you guys, but even before I discovered these books, I had always been fascinated by tiny things. Doll houses and furniture, the dolls living in them and, especially, the idea of tiny people. Both the Borrowers and the Littles lived in big, older houses, in or near the country. I never suspected that there were little people living in our walls because my folks built both of the houses I lived in. The first was built in 1955-56 when we first moved to Texas and the second was built in 1963 when we needed at least one more bedroom because Dad's mom was living with us at the time. Heck, we didn't even have time for the squirrels to get in, although we did have mice a couple of times in the second house because we lived on a creek. But, my grandfather's house and my great-aunt's house might've. They were bigger and older houses with basements and stuff. But that didn't mean I didn't imagine tiny people and reading about them was great fun... So, a couple of weeks ago, the roomie and I went to Savers. and I found 3 of the Little's books, including the first one. I snatched them up. Today, the book I had been reading, and its sequel were out in the car. I thought I might have time to read a bit while the roomie was at her doctor's appointment. No such luck, and I forgot to bring them back inside. So, knowing that I needed something short to read while I ate lunch and later dinner, because I forgot to bring them back inside again when we got back from training. I read all 3 books. Now, I also had found a Borrower's book on some other trip some place, and I had already read that one. So, because the Little's had a boy, I thought maybe the roomie's great-nephew might enjoy them. At least enough to read them to his little sister. The Borrower's only had a little girl, so I passed that on to the nearby "Little Free Library." I currently have 6 books to go to the Little Free Library that I have read, and Maggiepie will either not like them (books 3 and 4 of a series) or has already read (Cuttlefish.) Maggiepie doesn't like to read books that aren't the whole series, or at least the first one if it is a "complete" story, even if it is part of a series. Mind you, I still have 70 books to read by my desk, not counting the one I'm reading and its sequel. None of these have been read by me... I really need to stop buying books until I've read more of these...