I remember the excitement of going to the library when I was an early elementary schooler (even if the librarian, Mr. Clingerman,
did once make a stinker of a joke when he quipped that we had a very alcoholic class with Sherry and Brandy on the roster. But I digress). Anyhow, Brady was quite pleased to show me his books when we got home this afternoon:
He was particularly tickled that he was able to check out not just one but two books today.
As I've said many, many times (exhaustively, really), little, seemingly inconsequential things can so often be big blessings. And today, I'm thankful that Brady was as delighted as he was to bring home a pair of books.
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