I have officially survived my first story hour in, oh, forever. Generally speaking, I’m pretty sure story hour is purgatory. It drives me crazy the way the librarian adds so much commentary to the story that she might as well not even be reading the book. My practical personality dislikes the pointless activities. And rude children permitted to run amok simply because it’s a children’s program? Don’t even get me started!
So I signed the two little ones up for Toddler Story Time, knowing full well what I was getting into. But you know what? Except for the librarian over-embellishing the book, it wasn’t too bad. Henry wandered, Evie cut and glued and colored like her life depended on it, and I got to just focus on them for a little while, which was nice. I kind of like them, and they love to be liked. ♥