We made a trip to the library today. For two reasons.
1. Story hour (or Tuesday's Tales as they called it) was today. The boys listened in awe as the librarian read them books. Seriously, they sat on their red bean bag and stared at the book with their mouths slightly opened.
I don't think I saw them move during the reading of the first book. You would have thought they had never seen a book before (although maybe they had never seen a book read with that much enthusiasm before).
And when the librarian sang songs and did hand motions...
They sat in awe and did not move. By the end of the third song Twin A started to catch on to the hand motions and got a few in before the song was over. Twin B not so much.
2. The second reason we went to the library was to get books. The boys picked their own books, which involved running up to shelves and randomly grabbing whatever caught their fancy.
I vetoed a few. For example, any Dora the Explorer book gets an automatic no. I cannot think of another book more excruciating to read.
And then, it was my turn to pick out a book.
I LOVE picking out my own library books (do I sound like a 5 year old?). And what made today's pick extra fun...
I had no idea what book I wanted to read. It was a surprise!
I just finished reading A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith. In it, the main character Francie reads a book a day. She goes through the books alphabetically with her goal being to read all of them.
I have no desire to do this. BUT, I thought it would be fun to tweak this idea and use it in my own way. So I decided to pick a book whose author's last name starts with A (and maybe the next time I go I will pick a book whose author's last name starts with B).
All that to say, I started Mansfield Park by Jane Austen today!
I love the library *contented sigh*.