I Spy: The Story Time Edition

I decided to share my experience tonight of taking my son to story time as if I were playing "I spy"... because it is my blog... and because I can.

I spy...my son so excited about and engrossed in walking on the little strip of bricks on the sidewalk by the library that he nearly ran into a light pole.
I spy...my son dividing up the books we were returning equally between the two inside drop slots and then obsessively peeking over the edge to make sure they safely made it into the bin.

I spy...my son attempting to convince me that he needs to use the restroom (although he really doesn't, he just likes the fact the the library has restrooms he can use if he needs to and always wants to visit them).

I spy...my son nearly having a meltdown because he couldn't sit on the "A" on the alphabet train rug (because his name starts with A and he must sit on the A).

I spy...my son attempting to use the stapler to staple his shirt during craft time.

I spy...my son rubbing the glue stick on my shirt during craft time.

I spy...my son plowing over another kid while they "dance" during their music/dance time.

I spy...my son almost accidentally shutting a kid in the big wooden book that they open up for the kids to pick books from when story time is over (he absolutely must be the one to shut the book!).

I spy...my son trying to take off with our books we were going to check out while I speak to the nice librarian in the children's department.

I spy...my son dropping said books onto the floor.

I spy...my son being fascinated with the automatic doors on the way out.

Sincerely,
The Frazzled Mother