So proud I am! So proud! Goofy Junior went to the library with me this evening and picked out his own books to check out. For the first time! He's come with me before and gone into the little playroom by the kids' section, but this time he was actually interested in the BOOKS instead of the TOYS. So proud am I! So proud. Did I mention "proud"?
I grew up at the library. I LOVED going to the library. McDonald's was a close second, but the library was KING. And once I got there, I was there for a while. I had to be dragged away. Still do actually. Ask Mr. Goofy...he won't even go with me anymore. He says I "take too long". He pops in and out of the library like it's QuickTrip. And I just don't know how he does that.
The library is a wonderful place of adventure and discovery. Shelves and shelves of books that can transport you to another place or allow you to discover new knowledge. And new books are added all the time! It's a never-ending nirvana!
...so are you getting my subtle point that I like the library? Good.
So this makes me all the more proud that my son shares my love of books. On the way home, he had to have ALL of them with him in his carseat, and he looked at each one. Well, then he promptly fell asleep. But still...
He loves his new books and we read each one tonight before bedtime. After he declared, "My books!" and settled in for the night, I realized that I might be in for a little challenge when the time comes to RETURN the checked out books. I'll cross that bridge in about 3 weeks...proudly.