we love the library

My old library in Edina, MO

I spent most summers at my Grandma's house and, in a town of a thousand people, there's not a whole lot to pass the time. I would walk three or four blocks down Main Street to the little library with a carpet-covered, claw-foot tub in the children's section. I loved sitting in that tub with a pile of books. I wonder how many hours I accrued at that place? A bunch.

Introducing my kids to the library has been one of many small joys. The kids get so excited to go and pick out as many books as we can carry and we get to enjoy the glossy pages of books we could never afford to buy. Reading together makes the idea of bedtime less disastrous for the kids and I love the time where they are still and quiet next to me. Time just seems to slow down.

My kids local library...slightly more impressive.
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We joined the summer reading program at our local library late this summer. It was kind of funny when the lady told me the goal was to read 15 books. (Ella reads that much in a day, easily.) So I signed up all three kids. We met the goal by the following week and went back to return our books and claim our prizes. I had no idea what loot they would get! (When I was a kid, it was a certificate for a personal pan pizza from Pizza Hut.) My kids each got to pick out a free book and two small prizes, plus they received free tickets to the Magic House. Then, we put our names in a lottery drawing for a Nintendo Wii and other cool stuff we'd never buy ourselves. I got a call yesterday letting me know that both Simon and Ella won tickets to a Cardinals game. Seriously? Do kids really need that much incentive to read a book? Whatever. We're not complaining. Thank you Public Library! We adore you!