We were much too busy (with vacation bible school, out-of-town guests, etc) to check in at the library last week. So on Wednesday of this week, we had some catching up to do there. Fortunately we had our books read, and documented, even started a chapter book series that I'm reading to the younger kids (more on that later.) So with paperwork in order, we headed out.
Becky wasn't in...the kids all wondered if something was terribly wrong..."Did she quit mom?!" No, we hadn't driven her to that just yet, I assured them. Even library ladies need a day off, I explained. (Thinking in my head "Especially library ladies need a day off!" Wow.
Anyhow, to make things easier on the lady at the Reading Club table, I sent the little kids off to "check out new books." (Code for: play with the toys/trains, look for the craft, or do a puzzle.)
I handed her each of the kids booklets, and we moved through them smoothly with no arguments about change-of-names or anything. At last we were finished, and it occurred to me, I hadn't seen Anne doing her usual book sort lately. Shoot. "Anyone seen Anne?" I whispered to the kids...nope.
Just then, the little booger came sashaying her way out of Ms. Becky's office. Quite oblivious to the fact (or proud of, maybe) that she was covered head to toe in yesterday's cold coffee, and still toting Becky's coffee mug. I followed her soggy tracks back to her desk chair, which was also covered in the wonderful-smelling brew. Darnit! (thank you Lord that it was not a hot cup-o-joe.)
She climbed right back up on the chair, and pointed proudly, even mumbled "hot! no, no, no." And then grinned like the Cheshire Cat. Darnit...she's too dang cute.
So I spent the next 10 minutes scrubbing Ms. Becky's office chair with papertowels, and damp sponges graciously provided by one of the other librarians. I have to say, the chair looked very new...and they seemed happy for me to take the heat on this one. The fabric was nice, and must have been scotch-guarded at some point. Thank you God. The coffee seemed to come out nicely.
I'll have to send Ms. Becky an apology note, and perhaps a travel mug with a lid:)
And so continues our Summer Reading club drama.
