One of my favorite 3 year old patrons (excluding, of course, my own personal 3 year old patron) just came up to me with her hands in her pockets.
“I HAVE POCKETHS!” She yelled.
I put my hands in my pockets. “I have pockets too!” I said, a little louder than usual (the occasion seemed to call for noise).
Three year old looked at my coworker expectantly. “I have pockets too,” she hurriedly said.
“WE ALL HAVE POCKETS!” said my patron.
“It’s POCKET party!” I agreed.
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Friday, November 12, 2010
Friday, May 07, 2010
I may have just had a conversation with my favorite 4 year old almost entirely in chicken.
(background - at the reference desk we give out hand stamps to anyone who asks for them. You want a chicken on your hand? Here ya go!)
4yo (pointing at the stamps): baaaaawk? bok bok bok ba-bawk baaaaawk!
LP (nodding and picking up the stamp): bok bok bwaaaaaaaawk.
4yo (holding out her hand): ba BAWK bok bok
LP (stamping): bok babawk bok booooook
4yo (waving): bok book babawk bok!
I LOVE MY JOB!
4yo (pointing at the stamps): baaaaawk? bok bok bok ba-bawk baaaaawk!
LP (nodding and picking up the stamp): bok bok bwaaaaaaaawk.
4yo (holding out her hand): ba BAWK bok bok
LP (stamping): bok babawk bok booooook
4yo (waving): bok book babawk bok!
I LOVE MY JOB!
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