Change is bad! Change is bad!

Meghan and I are in the grocery store on Saturday afternoon. It is extremely crowded, and we are finally headed towards the registers.

Me (eyeing the new Harlan Coben book, lustily): Ooohhh, look!

Meghan: What, Mom? Do you like that book or something?

Me: It's a new book by one of my favorite authors. He's great, but you probably wouldn't like him. Boring, grown-up stuff.

Meghan (incredulous): Wait, he's your FAVORITE author?!

Me: Well, he's one of 'em. Why?

Meghan (very loudly and very poutily): I thought that JUDY BLUME was your favorite author! You told me that SHE was your favorite author!

Me (smiling apologetically to the woman standing to the left of us, who is looking at Meghan and grinning): Back in the day, huh? (She nods, smiles, and turns back to looking at an Al Gore book.)

Meghan: I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS!

Me: Honey, I still love Judy Blume! She was my favorite author when I was a kid. It's just that, when I was a kid, I read kid books. Now that I'm an adult, I read adult books. Does that make sense?

Meghan (sighing): Yeah, I guess. But I want you to like Judy Blume THE BEST!

Me: Meghan, there's more to life than Superfudge.