Feb 6, 2012
Saturday, January 25th…another proud library user was born!
He was so excited he called my parents to tell them about it.
I have to admit I got a little teary, watching his little hand grip the fine-tipped Sharpie and print his “signature” on the back. I can’t believe he’s old enough to do all that.
I will also admit that it wasn’t intended to be quite so meaningful. Our library system has recently instituted a 30-book limit per card. I had just been to the library for the kids, which meant I easily checked out 30. But then a few days later, Orison and I were running errands together when I remembered, “Dang! I have a book on reserve for my book club that I need to pick up!”
I tried to check it out on my card, but the computer promptly scolded me that I had already reached my limit! So, being the genius that I am (and not wanting to leave without my book), I turned in beautiful slow-motion and meaningfully placed my hands squarely on his shoulders and cooed to my precious firstborn…
No wait…this is me we’re talking about here.
I quickly solved the problem, whirled over to my son and very practically said, “Hey you wanna get a library card and check my book out for me?”
So his first check-out will seem rather odd:
The Falcon’s Feathers by Ron Roy
Sarah’s Key by Tatiana de Rosnay
Is getting a library card a rite of passage in your family?
What is the most library books you’ve ever checked out at one time?