Don’t tell the Stollerderby people, they think I am a witty hipster urban parent.
I am about as Suburban as you can get. I live in the suburbs, I drive a mini-van, I have two kids, I shop at The Gap, I belong to multiple books clubs and spend time thinking about my yard. (Okay, I really don’t spend that much time thinking about my lawn, but I’m trying to illustrate a point.)
After a year of being harassed by my mother (the library scientist), I finally went and got a library card in Virginia. I hadn’t been in a library in a couple of years. In fact, I believe the last time I was in la biblioteca (how many times could I use the word library in one paragraph before you stopped paying attention?) was to show my mom’s librarian buddies how pregnant I was. So, let’s say about three years have passed.
I had forgotten how much I love the library. That place rules. I can get books – for free! I also checked out a DVD – for free! Plus, the librarian was really nice (not like those mean librarians in Temple Terrace – they know who they are). AND I found a program next month for two and three year olds that is about planes, trains and automobiles. Ian is going to poop his pants.
Okay, let’s be honest. Ian was probably going to poop his pants anyway. Potty training really isn’t going that well.
What I am trying to say is go to the library. They let you have books for free.