So. I’ve been wanting something for a long time now.
I used to have one, but these days they’d make me pay through the nose for it.
Other people can still get it at no cost, and I’ve been harassing friends and family to get one and – since they don’t feel the need for it – pass it along to us.
I think I started asking around last Christmastime or so. And while I got lots of “yes” answers whenever I mentioned it, people often forgot or just never got around to it.
But I had an epiphany (ok, so someone suggested it). I called up my mother-in-law and said, “would you like to see this fat baby today? It’s been half her life since she’s seen you…” She obviously said sure, and so we made arrangements to meet in Town…
…at the library.
That’s right! The library. Can I tell you how excited I am? SHE gave US the little key-chain version of the library card I made her get. Which they don’t charge HER for. Of course, I’d assembled a list of books to look for, and found some of them available. Little Artist basically pulled anything from the shelves and started a stack (that needed serious paring-down), and Big Sister sat down to read. Grandma loved the baby while I looked up numbers and locations, armed with Books Children Love by Elizabeth Wilson. We left armed with James Herriot’s Treasury for Children, The 5000 Year Leap, and 16 others. The apron book I’ve been drooling over since January was *still* checked out (I’d piggy-backed a couple times with a cousin when she made her library trip, wanting a particular maternity apron pattern from said book), and I completely forgot about the computer-printed list next to my handwritten one. But that’s okay!!! Do you know why??? Because I can go back anytime I want.
At least until they start checking IDs…