It was a rainy day so I scooped Parks up and off we went to the library. I was so excited for our first trip to the library together. I walked up to the lady sitting behind the desk and said in a chipper tone, "Hi, I need to get a new library card". She replied in a monotone, I'd-rather-be-anywhere-but-here voice, "Fill out the white form on the table." Ok...new library card...check!
I proudly pushed the stroller to the children's section and was looking for brightly colored Baby Einstein and Karen Katz books. Hmmm...I didn't see them. What I did see was books that looked so grubby and dirty you should have to put plastic gloves on to pick them up. I was determined that I would not leave the library without reading at least one book to Parks so I tried to pick the cleanest one I could find that hadn't been chewed on or had food stains on it and we sat down in a chair. He wasn't very interested in the book because there were some unsupervised children running around. Finally, I caved and let him play with the toys they have at doctor's offices that were in the children's section. He will probably have 10 different colds in the next week but tis life with a small child, right? I did apply Purell liberally immediately after we left.
I decided it was time for Plan B. We left the children's section and went to look for some child rearing books I've been wanting to purchase. Juggling a wiggly Parks in one arm and trying to type on the reference computer with the other arm was a challenge. I finally managed to jot down the reference number of a book I wanted and tried to find it. FAIL! I could not find the book, Parks was starting to whine and anyone who knows me knows I have a very low tolerance for making a scene, especially in a library! I knew we needed to leave and fast! I plopped him in the stroller and we left.
I really don't think I'll go back to the library. My dreams of frolicking happy children and mommies reading lovely, beautiful books to their babies and encouraging early literacy were shattered today. I think all we got from our trip was a plastic card and probably a cold. Oh well...I guess I'll just stick to the six books we own and read over and over and over again.