On Tuesday afternoon, I took the boys to the park and the library. We left with seven books and a DVD about sign language.
I kind of cracked up while I was there, because I haven’t been to the library in a really long time. It’s been forever since I’ve been able to walk around and look for a book for myself, let alone spend any real quiet time in a library, absorbing a good book. Luckily our library system now lends ebooks, so I have been able to use my card in that way. But now? Now I can take my boys. And that makes me so happy.
I saw this on facebook the other day, and I just had to share it.
Isn’t that so perfectly true?
Butter already has one of the best imaginations I’ve seen in a kid. Little Bear brings us books constantly and wants to be read to all. the. time. Butter can read at three. [For the record, he's got me beat. I wanted to learn how to read then, but I don't think I learned until I was 4 or 5. Mom?]
I’m so proud my boys love books. I’m so proud they’re learning how to treat books with respect in a world where there may not be books by the time they are in high school or college? I mean, observe what I wrote in the second paragraph up there. I don’t go to the library to borrow books any more, I borrow ebooks to read on my nook. I’m so proud they’re seeing both of their parents read all the time. I’m proud there are books displayed in our living room so they can see how much we love reading in this house. I’m proud the books are the toys I most often have to pick up at the end of the night. I’m even proud Little Bear once woke me from a nap by hitting me in the face with a book.
I cannot wait to see what the future holds for these boys. I hope they don’t ever live in a world where bookstores and libraries are obsolete. I’m already a little annoyed they won’t have the benefit of learning to use a card catalog. As crazy as it seems, that was one of my favorite things ever.