Babies Go To The Library

Sometimes we just get so sick of looking at the same four walls every day, ya know? If its nice out, we can go outside and play with the play house, or go out onto the driveway and have a book picnic, but we spend the majority of our time inside, downstairs, in the living room. We have a completely open floor plan downstairs. The living room is the dining room is the family room. Its all just one big open space.

We're a one car family, and because Christopher takes that one car to work in the mornings, we're kind of... well, we're stranded. Its not anything that bothers me though. Going places means spending money, and ever since we've been credit card debt free, spending money is the last thing I want to do.

The other day after lunch (Christopher comes home to eat every day, since he works only 2 miles down the road), we loaded the kids into the van, I drove him back to his shop, and then the babies and I went to the library here on base. Yay for getting out of the house on a day when we'd normally stay inside!

We hadn't gone since last summer, I bet they'd love it...


Eleanore couldn't get out of The Bob fast enough. She ran all the way to the front door of the building, yelling "come on Mom!" the whole way. "I can only walk so fast while carrying your brother, lady, we'll get there, don't worry", I reminded her.


The two of them cozied up side by side on a comfortable bench. Its not very often that they find furniture just their size. We don't any special couches or tables for them here at the house, though I wish we did. Charlie spent most of his time climbing up and down, on and off, of a blue padded bench, while Eleanore closely examined book after book after book. As soon as they'd start to fight over a hardback, I'd remind her that she can simply get up and go get another, which she did often, and to give her baby brother a break.


This guy, grew two new teeth this week, one of them being discovered while we were at the library. Lots of clinging to Mom, lots of chewing on books that shouldn't be chewed on, lots of cute puppy dog faces that could melt anyones heart.


For some reason, all of the books that I picked out for Charlie seemed to interest Eleanore more than the books that had I picked out for her, and while she was reading his books, he was chomping on her sippy. He has a hard time with sippy cups, not understanding how he has to hold them up in order for them to work, even though we've showed him a hundred times, and when given the choice of his soft tipped sippy over his Sister's hard plastic cup- he always chooses hers.

Now that I've seen how much fun it can be for the kids have at the base library, we're going to try to start going more often. Once a week if we can. Its only down the street (we almost never leave the base), and it gives me a reason to trade in my sweats for jeans. We were the only ones in the children's section this time around, but maybe next week we'll meet some new friends.

And hopefully Charlie won't eat anymore of their books.