The kidlet has reached that emotional milestone of declaring everything in the universe is “mine mine mine.” (If you’ve ever had the pleasure of watching the fine animated flick Finding Nemo, you’ll find that my son strangely resembles the plethora of seagulls in the film crying out “mine mine mine mine mine.”) For some reason, my long-winded explanation that until he got a job and started paying his own way in life, all this really belongs to his father and I apparently has gone unheeded since everything is still “mine mine mine.” Okay, so he’s two. I’ll shelve the financial solubility lectures for a decade or so.

Meanwhile, I’m not above a little indulgence and these bookplates from The Paper Princess were too much to resist. They come in a dozen different adorable retro styles and while they’re a bit on the pricey side — $25 for 32 bookplates — if you’re as obsessed with unique paper products as I am, they’re worth it.

Now the kidlet can indulge in his “mine” obsession while I get my fix of fine bookplates. A win-win situation.