We go to "libary"?

That's what Zander asks at least three times a week when we get in the car. He is in love with the library! I can't complain, I'm happy he likes to go, but I think he likes it for the wrong reasons! Instead of looking through the books he heads straight for the playhouse and puppet theater. At least we get to take the books home (though the only time he sits still long enough to read one is at bedtime).


And, yes, that is a purse!