Vacations are supposed to forge deeper bonds among family members. Sometimes, however, this simply means you learn that your loved ones are even more quirky and eccentric than previously suspected.
As in this choice exchange:
Fa-So-La-La: "Hey Mamadah, what are you reading?"
QS: "Fellowship of the Ring."
Fa-So-La-La: "But what copy is that? It can't be ours, because it's in too good a shape. Our paperback is all crumpled and dog-eared."
Whereupon Shieldmaiden interjects, matter-of-factly: "I ironed it."
She. Ironed. It.
The girl has been known to wear crumpled clothing with oblivion, but by cranky, her Tolkien is crisp and starched. Honestly, I didn't know her Tolkienia had progressed to that degree. But I guess anytime you read one copy of a book FIFTEEN times, it's only polite to iron it before shelving it for others to enjoy.