Today we made a long overdue trip to the library. We got there late due to several extenuating circumstances such that we only had 30 minutes to pick out books and check out before the library closed.
Now, I had told all six children we were going to the library this morning. We had planned for other errands we were running today before the library, but no one remembered their library cards. So, with 3 minutes left before the library was going to close, six children lined up behind me to check out their items on my card. By the time we got to the sixth, we had reached the 30 item limit. My twelve year old daughter only got one book. She went and put her other books back and met me in the parking lot, eyes full of tears.
She said she felt so ridiculous for crying. But, I hugged her and told her I was happy that she was crying over not being able to check out books. That not being able to get new books makes her cry makes me happy because this is a girl that thirsts for knowledge. Our home library is large, but never large enough for my darling daughter and I'm happy about that. I'm happy the library is one of the most sought after destinations on our days out.