Library
Kate had her first real visit to the library a few weeks ago. Our library has the whole catalog online and has a great holding system, so I am not in the habit of actually going to browse. I tried to bring Kate once before Lexi was born, but she was still a bit young and didn't really appreciate the magnitude of it. So, a few weeks ago I popped Lexi in the hotsling, held Kate's hand and led her into the children's area of the library (instead of just the lobby where we usually run in to grab a stack of books.) She audibly gasped, "WOW!" Then she walked over to a shelf and exclaimed, "Books!" She touched a spine gently. I pulled down a book to show her and she carried it over to the small table, pulled out a chair and began to examine it. It was Mike Mulligan and His Steam Shovel, and she made commentary on the pictures. She came back to the B shelf and we chose some Margaret Wise Brown books we don't have. She took them back to the table too, sitting in the little chair like a schoolgirl, pouring over the pages. Eventually, I said, "Kate, we need to go, honey." "No, Mommy!" "We can take these books with us, will you carry this one?" "O-kay." "Hand the book to this nice lady, Kate." "Mommy?" "She'll give it back really quick." "O-kay!" (librarian) "Here you are!" "Oh, thank you!" *hugs book*
2 Comments:
That's so adorable.
Jay's a regular at our library. While I wouldn't say familiarity breeds contempt, it does breed familiarity! No awestruck toddlers in our family.
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