An historic day

Ian and I are, basically, library people. We met each other while working at the same public library; and when our colleagues there learned we were marrying, they suggested that our old bookmobile take us away from the ceremony. Of course Ian and I knew all too well that old thing was held together with bubblegum. We wouldn't have wanted to start our new lives together by rolling under it for repairs on the way to the reception!

At any rate, right before Fiona was born, some folks at our library worked themselves into a tizzy trying to figure out the 'best' time for our new baby to get a library card. On the way home from the hospital, perhaps? Or maybe even someone from Outreach Services should visit me at the hospital and create a card right away?

In the end, we all had a good laugh but we didn't follow any of those plans. We decided to wait until Fiona was old enough to understand the wonderful privilege of having a library card, and to sign up for it herself. Today, riding on the high of just winning tickets to the Philharmonic Kids Concert next week, we decided now was a good time. She's devouring Junie B. Jones and similar books as fast as we can bring them home, and she's been ready to sign for her card for a good while now.

Fiona doesn't mind me sharing her first book. It does, somewhat predictably,involve a feline. Right this very minute she is reading Alan Ahlberg's The Cat Who Got Carried Away to Nora, and they're both loving every minute of it. Congratulations, Fiona.