Some of you may be surprised, or even shocked. I've taken the girls there on many occasions, but selfishly for my own reasons. It would be too much for me to do on my own. And almost-two seems like a feasible age to go . . . and survive. So, with a little help and assistance from Grandma, we made the trip yet again, but with all intentions of letting the girls explore.
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We braved the chill in the air and walked. After arriving, we unwrapped them from their coats, hats and mittens. Now free, they stood looking in wonder. They turned around and their eyes widened in awe.
Running to the shelf, they began to pick up everything in sight. One, then another, and another transported to Grandma's lap. A stack piled up. She laughed at their enthusiasm.
One climbed into a miniature chair next to Grandma to begin browsing. The other still freely roamed the shelves not quite sure what she was looking for yet. I launched into finding my own selections.
Peering through the shelves, M spotted me and giggled, "I see you." Then proceeded to survey her options. P continued perusing with Grandma, occasionally walking back and forth to the shelf to trade in. I sat and observed in delight at the their joy and wonderment.
M slipped out of sight. I jumped up to retrieve her and found her sitting in the play train. P decided to join her. They peered out the windows with huge smiles, squealing, "Hiiiii!" M stepped out, walked around to the front of the train, grabbed two items, and returned to the train, handing P one. They sat and admired their new surroundings.
Almost an hour had passed and it was time to head home for lunch.
"P, do you want to pick one out before we go?" I asked. I didn't even bother asking M. She was too busy moving about to slow down to pick anything.
"Pick one! Pick one!" P announced. She bounded over to the shelf.
"Time to go. Let's start walking this way. We have to check these out." I pronounced as they happily agreed to follow.
I think the girls throughly enjoyed their first real visit to our local library. What a treat it was for all of us . . . and we survived!
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