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Today we walked into the library and right away I just knew that someone had been talking to my kid. I knew because he informed me that since he was now five, he could get a library card. What?! It's not so much that I have an objection to the library card, but it's everything else that goes with it. For example, OS was quick to point out that if he had his own card, he could check out anything he wanted. Oh sweet son, when have I ever denied you a book of your choice? Yes, I only recently told you that people could rent DVDs from the library, but that was really because I was protecting your best reading interests and I didn't want to have you watch one of those horrible never-ending videos like the time I made the mistake of letting you rent a DVD when you were three. I may have told some slight twist of the truth where I pretended that I just never saw the DVDs on the wall just behind the glass doors and made all of us take the elevator so we wouldn't have to walk passed the DVD collection.
Of course I responded with the obvious response, "Is this something from the Berenstein Bears?" Why would I blame the bears? Well, they have caused trouble in the past. Six months ago, OS started freaking out about booster shots, even though I never recall mentioning them to him. I later realized that they are mentioned (and administered) in the book about those bears going to the doctor. Apparently they weren't involved this time. OS looked at me as if I were clueless and informed me that we don't have a book about the "bears" going to the library. However, a helpful librarian announced that OS was right. Drat!! (That's the G rated version of what was going in my mind.)
It's just a library card, right? I still get the final say about what he can check out and when. When all is said and done, it's not about who owns the library card, but rather who owns the car keys. They did make a nice production out of giving him his first library card complete with taking a photo of him holding it. Of course my concern is who exactly is talking to my son, because when he tells me that he's old enough for a driver's license, it just isn't going to fly because he'll then know that he doesn't have to wait to get a license until he is 30. I'm totally kidding of course....
A. Elliot's Lesson Learned: The car keys are mightier than the library card. Labels: From the Mouths of Babes, Humor (at least Attempted) |
I let my daughter get her first library card when she turned 5, but since she's been in school we haven't gone to the library much. I think she's used her card 3 times in the year she's had it. I keep it in my purse because she'd lose it right away if I let her keep it.