A little more than we bargained for at story time…
1 October 2009
Yesterday I took McKenna to story time at the library in our neighborhood. We had never been before, and I thought it’d be a fun thing for us to do. McKenna seemed overwhelmed by all the activity in the room, but still followed some of the instructions for clapping her hands or counting. I was quite impressed.
Actually, I was the one who had a tough time paying attention to the actual stories. There was a little girl in the front of the circle, maybe age 4, who kept pulling the skirt of her dress up to her shoulders. It was some kind of quilted material, and so instead of falling back down, it stayed coned around her torso.
But what really distracted me was that her underwear had ridden up and her tooshy was hanging out. And that no one fixed it. To make matters worse, she was one of those kids who kept trotting up to the front for a better look at the pictures in the book.
As another mother and I were (so maturely) giggling over this, the woman behind us gave a sheepish laugh and said, “Sorry, that’s my niece,” as if this meant she had zero control in the situation. Let me tell you, if I had my niece at story time, I’d make sure her bum stayed covered.
Hope everyone enjoys the first day of October!
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