Delton is mad-crazy about books, so in spite of our growing collection at home, we’ve become regular users of Lancaster’s downtown library. Unlike the library of my youth, which held it’s children’s collection in the artificially-lit basement that doubled as a fallout shelter, this children’s library is on the second floor with lots of windows and a large story area encircled by stepped seating and bins of story books. This is where Delton sets up shop and busies himself by pulling out books and looking at pictures. One time, he even pretended to read, substituting a book’s actual words with some phrases memorized from his favorite at the time, The Foot Book by Dr. Seuss.
While he browses or plays with the wooden puzzles, Aleisha and I split up. One of us will pick through a few bins of picture story books looking for anything age-appropriate. The other will often do a targeted search for Delton’s interests du jour—usually animals or some form of transportation. This evening I thought it might be a good idea to look for some books about babies and siblings. I almost picked up Baby on the Way, but it offered a little too much information about where babies come from. (We’re planning to tell Delton that we picked up the baby at the grocery store.)
The 10-15 books we take home at any given time include a handful of non-fiction books with lots of text, but he just enjoys looking at and talking about the photographs. We’ve only gone a handful of times, but I’m always surprised that we manage to find new books to interest him. I guess that’s the beauty of being able to borrow…or “share”, as we like to tell D. Maybe in some future posts, we’ll let you know our two cents on some of the books we check out.