bush

This week, at the urging of my girlfriend, we made our first trip to story time at the Laura Bush library. Though you would never guess by looking at this photo, this was the grouchiest day of my life. I resisted going to story time but my mom knew better than to stay home with a fierce toddler. I fussed all the way there. When we arrived (late), I flopped down face first in the middle of the circle and tried to drum up some sympathy. Once I warmed up, I had a fantastic time. The stories were great. We sang songs. We did crafts and I participated eagerly even though I am not the artsy kind. We stayed at the library for a good long time afterward and read at least 100 books. We noted that this library has the finest collection of kids' books. And they are categorized according to topic. I told my mom I wanted to read about trucks (just for something new), and there they all were! easy. didn't even have to search through the card catalogue. After we read and read some more, we visited the family center; it is well-stocked with puzzles and huge soft blocks. I met a nice family and together we stacked blocks, knocked them over, stacked, knocked them over . . .

It was a dream come true. until I had to leave. My only disappointment was that I did not see George Bush at the library. maybe next time.

This photo was taken outside in the garden where there is a statue of Laura Bush reading.

Tomorrow we are taking my dad to the library so he can see why I love it so much. And we will present to my dad our case for paying $100 to have out-of-district membership. There is no better investment.