I'm so happy to say that I have my husband home with me for an entire week.
I took Parker to the library on Wednesday while Michael and Damon went to a movie. I thought that because Parker has begun bringing books to us regularly in the past month or so perhaps he is ready to enjoy the public library. It was the perfect opportunity to try out my theory since I had easy access to our one and only vehicle.
I did manage to find three of the books I was looking for at least. Even though I didn't like the Tim Stafford essay I mentioned in a post last week, I did decide to take his recommendation and give Dickens another chance with David Copperfield. I had to go to Young Adult Fiction to find a paperback copy. I had hoped for a Penguin or an Everyman's Library but had to make due with a dinky Airmont Classic. I admit that I prefer a certain level of elegance even in my borrowed fiction. I'm sorry to say I chose the Evelyn Waugh based on the beauty of its paper binding.
The thing I hate about a lot of the Young Adult Classic Literature in our particular public library is that most of them are not bar coded and you have to sign them out on a yellow pad at the circulation desk. The library gets your name and the fact that you have one of their books, but no record of which book you have actually taken. So how can they know when or if you have brought it back? I somehow feel threatened by the informality of the situation.
I also (joy of joys) found Annie Dillard's The Living, a novel I have been look for a while, ever since reading a short story version published in The Annie Dillard Reader. I've tried it before, but stand a better chance of getting into it this time. Yay!! Now if I could only get a hold of that Gabaldon, Lord John and the Brotherhood of the Blade.
Parker, he didn't do so well. I mean to say, he behaved very well. He obviously enjoyed being out. The thing is, he would choose a book, but then he wasn't interested in looking at more than a page or two before choosing another one. He certainly wasn't interested in having me read all of anything. I therefore concluded that Parker isn't quite ready to check out books from the public library at this time. Maybe by the time I have to return the three that I checked out he'll be ready to give it another go. Until then I guess we'll stick with My Little Animal Book and My First Mother Goose. If Parker ever eventually gives up his early morning nap maybe we'll be able to attend the story hour at the library, but until then Parker continues to need his sleep around 10:00 each morning.
I was tempted to get The Tigger Movie for him, but I hated to check out a children's DVD but no books. Maybe I'll try some of the music next time.
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