Mouse Library

146 :: Mouse Library

I know I’ve probably said this a dozen times . . . but sometimes I wish I could shrink down and step into one of their tiny worlds for a few quiet hours.

Notre Dame

Jeffrey hadn’t been back to Notre Dame since he graduated — nearly 14 years ago. Our little visit was like stepping through a window into his past, only with us, his family, surrounding him. So much remains the same on the campus — and so much has changed. The girls were captivated by the whole experience. And Wallace was Mr. Social.

I could have spent all day in the stacks, but Wallace was only quiet for about 36 seconds, so we had to take just a quick look around before heading back outside!

Playing outside of Papa’s dorm: Stanford Hall!

The sunny and 52-degree February day felt like the tropics to us!

Entering the basilica at night to be surrounded by hushed voices singing was absolutely magical.

But what did the girls say when I asked them to name the highlight of their visit? “Watching teens pass by outside our hotel-room window!”

21 :: 365

thick book 21_365

I tell the librarian (our favorite librarian) that she has just read the first three Harry Potter books in quick succession.  What next?  (She wants to read the forth Harry Potter book, of course, but we think it wise to wait.)  He pulls a few books of the shelves, describing them to us.  Perceptive librarian that he is, he says, “I’ll just leave them here and anything you aren’t interested in, you can put in that basket for re-shelving.”  She feigns disinterest until he walks out of view.  After some encouragement from me, she reluctantly picks up The Invention of Hugo Cabret.  She turns it over a few times, feeling the weight of it in her hands.  She opens the cover as I begin to gather up our stack of books and check out.  By the time I look back at her, she is immersed in the book, and by the time she goes to bed later that night, she is on page 247.  (There are a lot of full-page pictures in this book, but still!)  As a great lover of books, I couldn’t be happier.  It would not be an exaggeration to say that I have waited for years for my girl to become a voracious reader.