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DeleteYou've got yourself quite the future heartbreaker there - with BRAINS!!
ReplyDeleteHe's also quite charming. My husband and I worry about the teenage years!
DeleteHe's SO cute! Nice. The world is wide open when they can read. Getting a library card is such a great milestone. Congrats to him!
ReplyDeleteReading has been a struggle for him. I'm so glad he's starting to find how amazing books can be.
DeleteI remember my first library card! How exiting!!
ReplyDeleteYou know, I don't remember going to the public library much when I was a kid. I got my books from the school library. Remember the card catalog? I always wanted one of my own. All those little papers in cool drawers.
DeleteI still want a card catalog. Think of all the cool stuff I could put in it!
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