Library

Yesterday was Alfonso’s very first time ever in a library. I loved sharing that experience with him. I remember as kids my parents would often take us to the library to pick out books. I loved to read. It would take me to another world.

Typing this makes me realize what a great thing my parents did. Both of my parents came to America with only an early elementary school education. I don’t think either of them made it to 5th grade. Just had one of those moments of reflection. Wow. My parents are wonderful.

I think the last time I was there was with Punki when we worked on our report about Mexico? In 8th grade? I don’t even remember. I do remember though that after we went to Taco Bell. My first time. She introduced me to the combo burrito. Okay, sorry, I got side tracked.

I think we’ll be visiting more often. Take the babies. Let them smell books. Because who knows how much longer they’ll be available. The smell of books is an experience to be had. I think I may take trips alone. The silence was beautiful. I can write. I can read. I can nap. I mean, I can concentrate.

I’m glad I got to experience another first with Alfonso. And that although it wasn’t Diego’s first visit, that I got to see his eyes light up and the excitement in his voice as he walked through picking out his music and his movies and his books.