Getting Brave

Yesterday was library day. We went to Toddler Time again, where Schprid was able to listen to stories, songs, and watch a puppet show. We learned about the letter "P."

We got there early in order to get a good seat. However, because we got there early, we picked up a couple of books to keep her occupied until the show began. They have a long bin of board books that are perfect for toddlers. We read both our books, then she wandered around trying to steal other peoples' books. Finally the bell rang and we were able to get started.

Boy, oh, boy, was it ever fun! We learned about what was under Timmy's bed (a piranha was among them...) and read a book about a llama in red pajamas, and we sang songs and jumped around. Schprid still hasn't quite got the routine figured out. Nor does she know that when everybody else claps and jumps around, she can also clap and jump around. Still, she is figuring out that when the other kids go down to sit on the blanket, she can go down and try to find a place for herself, as well. It's pretty cute.

After it was over, chaos ensued. I stayed sitting down while mommies and kids and babies and strollers swarmed around me. I don't need the drama of trying to wade through all that... I was very content to wait until the air had cleared a bit. Not Schprid... no, no, no. She picked up one of the books we had read earlier and bravely threaded her way through grown-up legs and swinging diaper bags to get to the board books. She put her book in, grabbed another one, and very sweetly and determinedly made her way back to me. It was one of the cutest things I've ever seen! (By the way, I love that she naturally put one book back before grabbing another one. I need to try to keep that habit alive and well in this child!) The sight of her little pinkness (she was in a very pink outfit yesterday) asserting herself and making her little mark on the world just made my heart swell.

To add to the fun of the day...

Later that night, as we were settling Schprid in bed, we gathered together to say her nightly prayers. Hubby did the honors, and thanked the Lord that Schprid "got to go to the library and learn about pee... the letter 'P.'" It had both parental units laughing through the rest of the prayer, with Schprid joining in even though she didn't understand the joke.

Ah, the good times of family life. Love it.