My current bookmark is about as useful to me as a chocolate fireguard.

Olivia made it for me, and it is really cute: her handprint and a poem, laminated. And I love it.

BUT every morning Olivia will come into bed with us, and see my current book, with the bookmark in it, on my bedside table, and grab it OUT OF THE BOOK and say "I made this for you Mummy"......and my place is lost again.......