Prior to quitting my other day job, I didn’t have time to drag Claire to the Library, especially when we have so many books here at home. But, now that I’ve got some more free time and she’s gotten a little older, I decided to take her to one of the free StoryTimes they offer for little kids. We decided to go to the “Toddler” session, which is for 2- and 3-yr olds.
That session started at 10:15, and the Library opens at 10am, so that gave us just enough time to get our Library Cards before the StoryTime started. We’re now official patrons of one of the public libraries by our house! (Gee, that only took almost 10-years…)
The elderly lady running the session was very patient and great with the kids. Overall, we had a great time, and we’ll definitely go again.
But I have a question…what is expected of 2- and 3-yr olds in a setting like this? For example, Claire didn’t want to sit quietly on the colorful rug. She wanted to be mobile and try out different spots. If she’s quiet and not really bothering the other kids, is that okay? She was answering the woman reading the stories, because the woman was asking questions. Isn’t that what she’s supposed to do? Okay, Claire’s impromptu singing of the ABC’s (which Claire sang all the way through, in order, by the way) before the StoryTime actually started did seem to come out of nowhere, but how do I stop that? I could feel the other mothers’ eyes burning into the back of my head. Do they expect me to correct her? Corral her? Hold her down? Do they want this 2-yr old to start screaming? Because that’s what would happen. If she’s not hurting anyone and she’s not loud, what does it matter?
If I fought every battle, I’d be exhausted. Plus, I just don’t have that kind of time. And, *I* struggle with expecting perfection. Even I have to remind myself that she’s two. She’s a toddler. She’s very verbal and active, and that’s great. I thought I did a pretty good job of not hovering over her or trying to correct or control her every move, yet still making sure she acted appropriately for the setting.
Finding that balance is a challenge for me.
She’s two, but she’s the size of a three year old. Her vocabulary leads you to believe that she is much older than she is, too, but she still has the disposition of a two year old. Next time, instead of her name, I’m going to write, “She’s just two,” on her nametag.
Maybe they weren’t looking at me with disdain. Maybe I made that all up in my head. Maybe I’m the only one who noticed that my child was the only one not sitting still and the only one answering questions. No one said anything to me, and everyone was smiling by the time the StoryTime was over…so maybe it wasn’t a big deal.
Then, we got to the craft portion of the session. I had no idea there would be crafts. Keep in mind, these kids are toddlers. Claire doesn’t use scissors yet, but she really wants to. Claire doesn’t use glue-sticks yet, but she really wants to. Claire doesn’t want to sit still while Momma uses a pair of safety-scissors to cut out the body and feet of a duck. Who could blame her? Momma didn’t even want to sit there and use safety-scissors to cut out the body and feet of a duck.
Do you see where this is going?
Needless to say, Momma cut out that duck and his feet so fast, he didn’t know what hit him.
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Here is Ducky. (The theme of this session was ducks, so all the stories and songs were duck-related.)
I had Claire use the black crayon to draw on the duck’s body while I worked on cutting out the feet. I think it looks like she drew little wings, and I think that’s pretty clever. Momma drew his beak and eye. Claire used the glue-stick to attach his feet, and she did a pretty good job.
Then, we were free to explore the Library. I was really looking forward to seeing the different sections, and finding a special book for Claire to check-out, but she had a different plan. As soon as we were out of the StoryTime Section, she turned into a crazed beast. She got one warning, and quickly disobeyed it.
So, that screaming you heard? That was Claire. And that woman carrying a thrashing toddler under her arm as she sprinted for the doors? Yeah, that was me.
I think we made it out to the car before any of the other patrons realized what was happening. Luckily, the children’s section is really close to the front doors…I wonder if the people on the Library Space Planning Committee have toddlers?
Ducky got to witness what happens when non-negotiable rules are disregarded and consequences become reality, and now he knows I’m serious. You misbehave in the Library, and you go to the car immediately. Period. Puppy told him that this thing happens every now and then, and usually blows over in no time.
Maybe next time we’ll actually get to check-out a book or two before it happens.

