Last week, Chris and the girls made their first trek to our local library. I don’t think my husband has ever set foot in that building–maybe once with me, but never on his own accord.
I had been pressuring him to take Elliott because that’s someplace she likes, they have things she can play with, they can rent some movies, and….what else? Oh, yes, check out some books. Something, I think, Chris is allergic to.
So when they finally made it there last week, I was happy. And then, even happier when, not only did Elliott get some books, but Chris got a book also. Gasp.
They weren’t allowed to check out many books (or any videos) because Chris had to sign up for a card that day and with a temporary card you can only get a few.
But here’s one of the books they came home with for Elliott:
All the Little Bunnies
by Elizabeth Bridgman
Published in 1977. At least the Beech Grove library is keeping things current in the children’s section. Although, it’s been a big hit with Ellie. It counts from one to ten and then back down to one and follows a bunny family through their day. It rhymes and is kinda funny. She loves it. And had it memorized by the second night. Such a little smartie pants.
I often buy vintage books at garage sales to use for decoration or to rip apart for the artwork or certain pages of writing. I know that just gave some bibliophiles a mini-heart attack, but it’s the truth. I love books, but not just for reading. So here’s a look inside All the Little Bunnies because I find the pictures so interesting (and I can’t rip this one apart…or find one like it on the internet to buy. Because I already tried. Probably because is was published in 1977. Whatever.):
Daddy Bunny in a smoking jacket? Always a good choice.
I think I’m really going to enjoy reading the books Chris and Elliott come home with. I would have immediately vetoed this book choice because of the look of it. Yes, judging a book by its cover. Don’t hate, we all do it.
A couple days after their library visit, Chris’ permanent card came in the mail. And it made me laugh out loud (not LOL, because I despise that). And I still giggle every time I see it.
Apparently, Chris didn’t put his full name down in the first name box. And forevermore, he will be known by the Beech Grove Public Library as Crispy Graham.