Slice of Life Stories hosted
My girls and I visit the library about once a week. It's always a whirlwind with two year olds, but worth all the effort.
Our last visit proved that.
We walked in with excitement and joy. Squealing and screaming. The librarian actually walked over and whispered, "We are so happy that you are excited to be here, but you need to use a quieter voice." Too many words for my two year olds. After she walked away, I reminded them both, "No screaming."
We walked around the rows and rows of bookshelves.
We talked with other patrons.
We played by the puppet area.
We sat in the comfy chairs.
We jumped on the stuffed lady bug.
We watched a book come alive on the TV.
We attempted making the crab craft.
We filled our Elmo bags with books.
Lots of books.
After an hour of containing our excitement and voices, it was time to head for home, but first we had to check out our books. I had a stack waiting on hold. As the librarian checked out my books, I had the girls busy with emptying their book bags and sliding the books on the counter to be checked out.
One of my daughters took out a book that caught her eye. (A book we've checked out several times over the last few months.) She began browsing the tractor book.
"Can we please borrow your book for a minute, so she can check it out?" I asked.
"No, Mommy. I'm reading," she replied matter-of-factly.
Laughter and chuckles emerged. I smiled in delight as well.