We had such a fun afternoon on Saturday.
We didn’t do anything really spectacular…we didn’t visit the zoo or go to a show or tour the botanical gardens.
No, we took the girls to story time at the local bookstore.
The story was far too old for the girls…we sat to the teller’s right side, so we couldn’t even see the pictures…and the poor teller didn’t seem to have ever read the book before (I’m just guessing as she mispronounced quite a few words!)…
…but the girls had a blast.
Before story time began, we walked around the children’s section and pointed out all the animals and farms and trees and babies and girls and boys on the fronts of the books on display. The girls enjoyed seeing several other kids. And they got to sit on tiny little benches made just for people their size.
And after story time, the four of us split a Reese’s peanut butter cup cookie in the bookstore’s café. (And fortunately the girls didn’t realize it wasn’t an even split!)
As the four of us walked out of the bookstore, hand in hand, I so enjoyed seeing our long shadows in front of us.
It was just a really sweet reminder that it’s the little things…sharing an ooey-gooey cookie, seeing our family – complete – in silhouette, and delighting in the girls’ delight…that it’s all about.