Friday afternoon I took Parker to the public library after joining Jim and Michael for lunch. Almost as soon as we walked through the door, once I had cruised the new fiction shelves, he headed for the stairs.
Up and down. Up and down.
I kept telling him to watch out for other people using the stairs, and for the most part he was compliant, but the more he climbed, the more energetic he became. It was as if my baby were high on caffeine, I thought. Oh the giggles that ensued.
At some point two men stopped on the stairs right next to us. One said to the other, "This is exactly how Mrs. Doubtfire fell down the stairs in Mommy Dearest," or at least, that is what I thought I heard. I don't know what the point of that comment was, but it made me feel as though I needed to leave the library, and quickly. It isn't that I was offended by the comment or took it personally in any way; rather it was that I was already paranoid about the effect my son's behavior was having on the people around me.
I guess in the end all that matters is that I found the books I had been looking for for months, and that Parker had a really good time. The lady at the reference desk told me that all the children enjoy going up and down the stairs, so I guess it was good that at least I didn't let my child do such a thing unsupervised.
When shall we go to the library by ourselves again? I just don't know.
2 comments:
We have that same problem. I had Josie in the stroller and Jack went up and down. He thought it was great. I didnt stay to long. I have found that with the kids we have to do everything pretty fast. In and out. Jack likes the computer games but Josie cant handle it for too long. So, like I said a few games and a few trips They do like the fountian outside though.
a few trips up and down and then we are out.
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