I love our library visits. I love the way the children all disappear into their own book worlds as soon as we arrive. (Except Sam. He sat still with a book for a nanosecond and spent the rest of the visit tearing around and playing on the little kiddy slide thingy) The older three all take out armfuls of books which they read in the car on the way home, and the rest of the afternoon at home is usually very quiet.
I haven’t been reading much lately…too much else going on with getting the house painted and getting rid of stuff, and packing boxes ready for our move. It’s still looking like a few months away, and has taken longer than we initially thought, but there is no particular hurry…apart from my own impatience.
I used to love Library trips when I was young, but then in High school they seemed a lot danker, duller and more boring. I love the fact that one kid has rubber boots and the other bare feet! Fantastic :D
I tried to dissuade him from wearing boots to the library, but he really wanted to and in the end I’m glad he did because he was so happy about it.
oh and of course two has thongs too!
I have been calling them jandals for 12 years now. It’s going to be hard and a little giggly calling them thongs to be honest :)
That’s what happens when we go to the library, too. Armfuls of books, and lovely silence for at least an hour when we get home.