Today Jamie told me that he remembered what it was like to be in my belly…..
“It was red and there was this bag with a lot of wires in it.” …from the mind of an almost 5 year old.
He has been bugging me for two days to go to the library. If it wasn’t 30 below, windy and with a chance of extremely fussy- no- nap- two year old, I would have jumped in the car right away. I am completely encouraging the library being the BEST place ever. He recently acquired a rubber shark with healthy teeth (can you tell what he is learning about in preschool?) and wants to know more about them and so he deperately needed a book on sharks. And I am right there with him, loving his enthusiasm…..could he be a little like me?
I’ll share a secret….where do you think the first place I went with my new driver’s license was? Yep, the library…..(the second, my no good boyfriend’s parents’ house, of course….can’t be a complete nerd.) Now, our library here is really old, straight from another time…much like Jamie’s preschool…straight out of a movie with huge 10 foot windows, creaky wood floors, chalkboards (real ones!), super high ceilings….primary colors everywhere. Sometimes I curse living way out here with the nearest Target 15 miles away (gasp). But then you walk into that library and are transported into a time where books were the only entertainment other than music or the radio….a time when the library really was the BEST place ever.
