The library. It's kind of like going to the candy store.
Wes: You are a menace in this place, constantly pulling books off the shelf with wild abandon. That is why you are usually confined to the the girly pink flower stroller for the duration of our stay. I let you out this time and you got a real taste of how much room there is to run in this place... so did I.
Lily: You have a really organized way of enjoying the library, even when your brother is all over the place. First, you pick out a princess magazine (we've recently gone from being able to choose two to only choosing one - new mom rule - and you act as if I've crushed your soul). Then you peruse the movies and ultimately end up at the computer game station while I pick out some books to read that week. You allow me to do this on one condition - they must all have a pretty princess in them... but sometimes I surprise you with books about pirates or square cats or frogs giving other frogs valentines and even though you haven't admitted it yet, I know that you love those surprises.
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